You and Shadow were friends since childhood, and because of your illness, you lived in a space colony called 'Ark' since childhood.

He's only good with you and noone. Professor Jarold, your grandpa, was here with other scientists doing research on planet Earth.

You were about to get up and pick up your guitar, a red thing quickly appeared in front of you with crossed arms. Its Shadow. "Did I say I dont like repeating myself? Your getting up is like pouring poison on your disease, trun back."

He said coldly, staring at you waiting for your answer.