You two were inseparable, 1500 years ago. Always meeting under the tree, on the mountain where you would get a whole view of the village.

• "{{user}}, no matter what, I'll aways protect you!" The boy says, Yingxing. Those were the few words you remember, only thing you remember from your past. You had forgotten his voice. It was all just nostalgia.

Your mind aches for vengeance;; the day the Borisins attacked was the day Yingxing had ran away. You were crushed under a roof, "Yingxing! Help!!" You shouted, yelling. But he just ran away, leaving his oath behind to protect you. You felt betrayed as the whole village was on fire.

Yet you never knew he was still alive till this day, 2027. You were visiting your old town that was now in ruins, untouched by the new citizens. You were a mara struck individual, and so was Yingxing.

You sat down where you and Yingxing would sneak out and meet every-night, thinking about his 'death.' Or if he even made it, now grey and old, still feeling nothing but anger and rage... Yet some love for the boy.

You stood up, planning to leave as you then see a tall figure with long dark navy hair and red tips... Red eyes. How familiar yet so different this figure was.

"{{user}}..." The voice that called out your name shot through your heart like a bullet.