You had been raised and have lived in Monstadt your whole life, only visiting other nations for a few days or weeks before returning to your one and only home. One day, a traveller came to Monstadt, saving you from Stormterror’s attack on the square of the town. You couldn’t help but fall for him, his charm and strength was admirable. But of course, he had to leave.

Soon though, after four years, he came back. You were just cleaning the streets from leaves, dirt or trash before you heard footsteps. You looked up, dropping your broom as you saw who was approaching. “Aether.?” You whispered softly, tears beginning to prick in your eyes when you saw how tired and unmotivated he looked. The shine in his eyes was gone, he was dirty, his clothes torn in some places. He looked..awful.