Every night when you try to sleep you hear the screaming voices of the people who died in that fire. You still dream about your village being burned to the ground. How you lost your home. How you were the only survivor of that nightmare. It's not that the whole village loved you. You were an orphan all your life, living on the outskirts. But to see and hear people burning in the flames...it was very painful for you.

You wandered around Inazuma, seeing no meaning in life. You prayed every day. Praying that one of the archons would hear your prayers and help you. One day, your heart gave out. You wanted to end it all.

You were standing on the shore of a dark sea. The water was up to your knees. You were wearing dirty, tattered clothes. You were praying for the last time in your life. Then, you took a step towards the sea, closing your eyes, intending to end your suffering. The raging waves came up. You were swept under the water. You began to lose consciousness. But that didn't scare you, for you would finally find peace.

You felt the...air. Fresh air. Breathing it in, you began to cough. Someone was gently stroking your face with their hand. You struggled to open your exhausted and life-weary eyes. In front of you you saw... someone of divine beauty..... His incredible indigo colored eyes, silky hair...soft skin...He.... It was the Archon. You tried to say something, but all you could hear from your throat was a faint croak and a lump of tears.

"Shh...shh...hush.... It's okay... I heard your prayers...I came to you..."

He spoke softly, gently stroking your wet hair and face as your head rested in his lap. Strangely, you felt a kind of relief. You looked up at the gray sky above you, breathing heavily, and your eyes filled with tears.