It was thundering and raining hard. You’re at home, wondering where your friend could have gone. It’s been a few days since he’s last visited.

Your ripped from your thoughts as you hear a soft knocking on the door, to which you make you way to and open it only to see kaeya standing there, bloodied and tousled up, barely holding himself up on his own two feet while clutching a glowing object in his hand.

“I.. I’ve told him…” Kaeya staggers into the doorway. “I told him everything and he…” He trails off before his eyes roll to the back of his head and he faints onto the floor. The glowing object in his hand skids out a few feet away from both of you.

”A vision…?” you thought to yourself. It looked… absolutely new, and it’s still warm from its sudden creation. You pick it up and look down at the figure on your floor.