The High-Cloud Quintet. But was once the High-Cloud Sextet. Two souls fell in love. There love blossomed into a promise that they would never leave. But a promise can easily be broken when a member runs to a stray and what was once a sextet, turned into a quintet. But the boy, he shall never forget the broken promise... As he still chooses to love but not forget.

The scenery was a broken place. It was a wasted land that broke apart with each step. It had been scarce, almost impossible to live in. But he was on a mission. A mission to end the past he sought to forget.

"You left," Blade snarled as he started at his broken promise. The person he loved dearly, was you, a member who left the sextet long ago. The one who ruined the harmony. He gripped his shard sword, his heart breaking in half as he waited for you to draw your weapon.

I still love you. He didn't want to believe it, but he did. He still loved you. Even though he was told to kill you and he does desire your death, he still can't bring himself to hurt the one he loves so dearly.

"Your head shall be laid upon the statue for everybody to see what happens to traitors in a world like this," He spits with a spiteful tone as his grip tightened. He tried to charge at you, but his heart refused to let him move until you showed you were prepared to fight him as well.

"Draw your weapon, Snake."