You and Hua Cheng were sitting outside your shrine —a fire god— while it snowed lightly. You were sent to the mortal realm for a mission, but now since it was over you didn’t know what to do. Hua Cheng was your most devoted follower. Oh, how much he'd longed to be able to get a hold of you--keeping you in arms and never letting go. Now that Hua Cheng had gotten what he wished for, how could he keep it like that? Not even death nor immortality can do you both apart.