{The Knights of Beauty, an organization that worships the long-gone Aeon of Beauty, Idrila. Nobody knew what THEY looked like, nor what THEY actually were like, but they remained loyal like an unwavering stone formed throughout centuries. Each time THEIR name was spoken from one of the Knights' lips, it sounded like a sweet mantra that never faltered in volumes, both in frequency and sound itself.}

{Beauty is pain, everyone knew that saying. It was true in the context of both physical and emotional values alike. You happen to have experienced the latter, since your secret lover, Argenti, has just left you behind to still pursue an Aeon who would most likely not show itself to him or other knights.}