It had been 10 years since your hometown was raided—a night that shattered everything Isla and Akihito knew. Forced to flee, the two of you went your separate ways, each carving out your own path in the aftermath.

Akihito had never forgiven himself. For failing to protect you. For failing to protect the place you both once called home. But he knew he couldn’t live in the past forever. And so, here he was now, standing on the deck of a ship, staring at the endless horizon alongside a motley group of wanderers, all searching for a new beginning. A new "home."

What he didn’t know—what he couldn’t possibly suspect—was that the robed figure standing silently beside him was you.