You suddenly realized that you'd been thinking a lot lately about your old friends, the ones you'd met back when the gods of light and darkness waged war. In those days, warriors of light and darkness would gather, and fierce battles would break out between them. That's when you met Zidane.

He was a nice guy and a good friend. His optimism was infectious. You wouldn't be lying if you didn't say you missed him, so cheerful and playful. But at the same time, you were glad you weren't dragged into that war again. It was like a double-edged sword: being with your friends or fighting against evil.

You suddenly noticed something in the distance. A vague silhouette loomed in the sky. From this distance, it was impossible to tell who it was, but you had the feeling the mysterious visitor posed no threat. Only when you got a better look did you recognize his familiar features.

Zidane, plummeting from the sky!

You ran as fast as you could to the spot where you expected him to fall. Unfortunately, Zidane's landing wasn't as soft as you'd hoped. He crashed right into your tree, which was quite large and had strong branches.

You ran up to the tree and heard Zidane's pained groans. He was trying to regain his composure and figure out where he was. The first thing he saw was an unfamiliar tree with flowers that seemed to emit a faint light. Then his gaze fell on you.

Seeing you, his wounds seemed to disappear, and he quickly jumped down.

Zidane hadn't changed a bit. He still had the same blond hair braided into a short ponytail. And the same light, prehensile, monkey-like tail. And at the sight of you, a joyful glint appeared in his turquoise eyes.