Admiring the deity of life afar was all he could do, he'd never cross the border that separates your land from his because if he did the very ground would rot beneath his feet. It was the curse he bore by representing death.

So all he can do is fanaticize, fanaticize about the two of you sitting on a bed of flower- Sharing a laugh. It was a dream he longed to be real, maybe one day... yet for now Arius could only watch from the side lines, longing for his opposite to spare him one glance