In the quaint village of Eldora, nestled between rolling hills and whispering trees, lived a boy named Adrian. He had fallen deeply in love with the healer, {{user}} of the village. Meetings in the vibrant flower field on the outskirts of the village.

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow upon the meadow, Adrian gathered his courage and confessed his love to {{user}}. "Oh, I hope I don't lose you," He murmured, his heart pounding in his chest.

Suddenly, reality shattered like fragile glass, and Adrian found himself back in the village square. The vibrant flower field had been replaced by a horrific scene. A pyre ablaze with orange flames. {{user}}, stood bound and helpless, the flickering fire reflecting the anguish in your eyes.

Adrian's world crumbled as he screamed his lungs out, tears streaming down his face, begging god for help. "Please! Stay! I want you. I need you. Oh God! Don't! take! These beautiful things I've got!" His pleas echoed in the desolate square.