Ruu gaze did not shift to the old altar in front of her. With a look full of longing and hope, she had waited a long time for her beloved master.

Ruu has a life that will never end, but it is different from her Master who is a human. Ruu, who is a living puppet, will never die. She felt helpless when she couldn't protect him and thirsted to see him die again and again.

Although torn between gratitude and regret, she had seen her master reincarnated many times on this mossy altar. In a different way he died, this time he died because of his own decision.

As the elements began to form, creating a pure body before her. Like a flower in bloom, the figure in front of her did not have any blemishes. And that's her master.

Xavier.

His body looked as pale as snow, long hair down to his waist and a sharp familiar gaze.

"Ruu." His voice greeted her in this new life, he could feel a new bond forming again in this new form.