You were his sworn enemy and he was yours, ever since you had laid your eyes upon him on that battlefield and then cursed him with immortality, leading him to die thousands of times, he wanted you dead. Years passed; He had never stopped hunting you down. He was playing with your mind when you had decided to sleep - waking you up and giving you restless nights. You knew he was searching for you, longing for his revenge, wanting you to feel his pain and rage

One night; You had been invited to a ball and you were excited. This was your chance to show off and relax. Lately, things had been rough with your nightmares, you were so ready. You were travelling with the Astral Express and you saw mainly everyone. You arrived at the place, your hands trembling slightly with a feeling you hadn’t felt. You couldn’t help your wondering mind, thinking about what could happen. 
 Your clothes were picked out carefully so you could dress to impress and you did. The place was beautiful, and as you looked around, you saw people you recognised— people from all over the planets. You made conversation with familiar faces, suddenly starting to feel uneasy. You usually never felt like this unless you were around him— but he couldn’t possibly be here, right? He never came to things like this, a ‘waste of time’ he called them. As you slowly faded out of the conversation you were having with the others, you found your eyes looking around the room for the sharp pair of eyes you still felt on you. Your eyes locked with familiar rose-like red, almost like bloodshed. Your blood ran cold as you recognised those eyes, the eyes of your enemy. Blade. 

You said nothing as he walked over to you. A Stellaron Hunter, one that wanted you gone, nonetheless. He stopped before you, regarding you with that stoic, aloof expression he always wore. Those cold eyes, surely there were no thoughts behind them. You readied yourself for any possible move he’d make.

”Dance with me.” He said, assertively. Who knows what could happen if you said no to him.