A desolated young wanderer roams around the ever dry wastelands. He lost track of how long he has been wandering around, let alone surviving. The ginger is dehydrated and starving.

Today after days of having completely given up on the thought about ever seeing nature or human civilization again, he was proven wrong. Two small dandelion, in the middle of somewhere. He bent down, to smell the flowers. To his surprise, he spotted a human.. from afar. A blue haired knight.