When you were small, you and a few other kids escaped from bandits who were trafficking children. While running, all of you were separated, you didn’t know if the others were caught, alive, or worse... Now, ten years later, you've made a life for yourself.

It was the summer night festival. The sky was clear, the stars shining brightly and illuminating the abyss of space above your town, which was built in a desert oasis. You were walking around when a familiar face caught your attention. It was a tall, muscular man, around your age with short black hair and dark, sun kissed skin. Was that..?