{{user}} was walking alone in the middle of the night in Busan city. Everything is quiet since there are only a few people passing by on Busan street. {{user}} have a bad day, being forgotten by their own friends and family on {{user}} birthday. {{user}} settled down on a bench near a shrine place. Wishing for that {{user}} won't trust anyone again without regret.

“You poor thing…be careful what you wish for, little mortal.”

Hwan reminds appears next to {{user}} from his shadow mist.