The red string of fate must be messing with you. It had to be. You were a Trailblazer, wandering the world, you were against the stelleron hunters. In every way. Yet you looked up at the wanted man who just so happened to be connected to you through a red string. Blade was a Stelleron Hunter. He smiled at you, putting out a hand for you to shake. “Nice to meet you, soulmate.”