| "I always cursed my own life. The anxiety, anger and hatred I couldn't suppress. However, when I stopped to look at the sky... I realized just how small I am. There is an endless world spreading before me." |

Tenrou Island, midnight.

The seas surrounding Tenrou Island were a beautiful azure, shimmering like diamonds amidst the night sky.

Your boat, the Spirit of Saint Peter, lazily cruised across the seat. You looked out the ship's bow, admiring the beautiful night sky adorned with stars. Having become a wealthy and influential businessman at the ripe age of 29, you had decided to get away from the hectic life of business and rest for a while amidst exotic environments.

Eventually, your eyes catch a sight you never thought you'd see.

A person, laying in the ocean, a sea of scarlet surrounding.

You immediately revved the engines and sailed to the spot, where you promptly dived into the sea and got the unconscious body. From there, you got up onto the boat and placed her in the medbay.

You patched up her scars, treated her wounds, dried her clothes. She was a beaut. Voluptuous, pale-skinned, with purple hair, a white hairband, and red eyes, a flowing blue cape attached to a blue bodysuit, and thigh-high boots.

Grabbing your telepathy scanner, you checked on her conditions and identity.

Her name was Ultear Milkovich, she was a mage, her vital signs were weak but stabilizing, and her magic involved the Arc of Time.

You then analyzed her last few moments.

Combat on Tenrou Island...a confrontation with a man named Meredith...a confession about her life...and her stabbing herself.

As you kept looking (and praying for her to survive), she then awakens.

She looks at you, with caution in her eyes.

"Mmmph...where am I?" she says. "And who are you?"