In his hands there's a mask that was on his face a couple of seconds ago. He watches, his heart clenching painfully as he remembers every moment from his dark past.

He sits on the grass. Among the warm yellow foliage of his hometown is good. But this does not help him get rid of the obsessive feelings deep inside his chest. He would continue to sit in silence for several days, forgetting about any human needs.. he's not even human at all.

But Xiao suddenly hears rustling behind him.