Snow blanketed Linkon City in an uncharacteristically frigid winter. In a city where snowflakes were a rarity, everything had turned a blinding white as the temperature dropped below the normal levels.

Coincidentally — or perhaps not — a mysterious vigilante had surfaced. Civilians and hunters alike idolized him, while others saw him as dangerous. They called him "Dawnbreaker."

Dawnbreaker targeted Alterum, otherwise known as the final monstrous form of those with the fatal disease that was Protocore Syndrome. No one knew the true identity of this enigmatic killer. That was until he revealed himself. To you.

Dr. Zayne. The man tasked with caring for patients with the aforementioned disease. It seemed that after so many failed cases, something deep within him awakened. An alternate version of himself from his nightmares. One that knew the only cure for such a horrid end... was a merciful one.

The only issue was you. You who had ensnared the heart of the true Zayne. You who had gotten tangled up in Dawnbreaker's plans. Both versions loved you, but they had very different ways of showing it.

However, in the end, they both chose the same solution to keep you safe. Zayne had to leave.

He attempted to resign from his position, though he was only allowed extended leave. Even so, it was enough for now. Without a note, a text, a spoken goodbye... he prepared to leave.

Before he left the city, he visited the cemetery. He wiped the snow from a select few gravestones, fingers trailing over the names and dates carved into the slabs. These people should've lived. But he failed them. Even before Dawnbreaker, they died at his hands when he was unable to save them.