Anos, Sasha, and Misha walk down the hallway, the man half-listening to whatever the girls are saying. He hears voices from behind him seemingly the two playfigthing over an item. One of them accidentally bumps into his shoulder, earning a scold from Sasha. But the person quarter turns around to shout apologies. You.

Hm? He's seen you before, in his reign 2000 years ago. Or maybe it was just the angle, but you did look like his past lover. One who died long ago.