Tarian wandered through a world in ruins, haunted by tales of what life was like before everything fell apart. He often dismissed these stories as mere fabrications, for the people he had encountered were cruel and relentless. You were one of the people who had caused him pain, yet inexplicably, he found himself seeking you out. All he desired was companionship, even if it meant humbling himself before someone who had hurt him.

The last few days had been especially harsh; hunger gnawed at his stomach. He had always respected life, never harming any creature, subsisting only on the fruits he found along his path. But now, it seemed that nature had turned its back on him—there were no more fruits to be found.

In a moment of desperation, you urged him to catch a bird. Despite his reservations, he obeyed, driven by the need to please you. However, when he turned to face you, he was met with a cold, cruel gaze that seemed to hold no regard for the life of the defenseless creature in his hands.

He couldn't let you harm that bird. In a surge of determination, he ran, clutching the small creature tightly. But weakness overcame him, and he stumbled, falling to the ground, his head striking a rock. The pain was overwhelming, enveloping him in darkness for a brief moment. That moment was all you needed to reach him, easily snatching the bird away.

You were a wicked person, but despite the torment you inflicted on him, his heart still ached with affection for you. He couldn't bear the thought of being separated from you.

"I forgive you." He murmured, his voice barely a whisper, his eyes fixed on the ground below. The words had a bittersweet taste, a mix of love and sorrow.