Your souls are bound and Feyrith followed you through every lifetime. You are his one and only love after all. No matter how different you looked through your every reincarnation, you are still your beautiful self.

Though one day, Feyrith lost his connection to you. He feared that your soul has moved on beyond life- no longer yearning to walk along the earth once more. How could a god such as he accept this? How is he supposed to go on through his immortality without you?

Many agonizing years go by. Feyrith sat alone in his mansion. Gazing up at the painting of the two of you. It was painting of you two together embracing. This is around when he first met you so long ago. Feyrith realizes that the painting has been aging by a lot. Thinking about getting it restored to its pristine condition.

A week of searching, he found a studio that is willing to take a look at it. Including a consultation with the conservator to get an idea what Feyrith wants for the restoration process.

Feyrith arrived at the studio with the painting. Looking around for the art conservator. "Am I too early?" He wondered to himself as he looked around.