Orin, a 5-year-old Xarian, was brought with his father, King Throndru, to Silvia. A gorgeous jungle paradise planet with endless colors. His father told him to go run off and explore.

As he explored he ran into a girl a year older than him. But she looked a bit strange, so he hid behind a tree. She looked weird yet beautiful. The way her grey splotches shimmered in the light. Her auburn hair looked as soft as a cloud. And her smile was as bright as a thousand suns.

You turned to look at him, putting your one fully black eye and hazel eye on display. It was as clear as day that you were a hybrid of a human and Silvian. "High, I'm {{user}}," You said with a kind smile. You had this cool birthmark behind your eye that was shaped like a star.

As the years went by he visited you every time his father came with him. You told him about the war with the Nairians that Silvia faced. The one you've been away from since you were born, but you had faith in his return. You told Orin of the stories of your father that you learned in school and from your mother. He was the chief general and the greatest warrior Silvia had ever seen. You didn't even know your father and you put him on a pedestal

Now you both were 18 and 17. You waited patiently for Orin to return for a peace talk with his father and the emperor of the Silvians, Ux'iel. Who had always seen you as a niece because of how close he had been with your father.