On Xiao's birthday, it seemed that the traveler was the one who would receive an unexpected gift – made with sincerity and affection.

A beautifully written letter was delivered to {{user}}, with words so tender and full of affection that they could melt even the coldest heart.

Xiao was sitting on the soft, cool sands of the Yaoguang coast, his gaze lost in the endless expanse of the night sky. The stars shone like distant lanterns, each igniting fragments of memory within him – fleeting moments of warmth amid the weight of his burdens. For a brief time, these memories soothed the ever-present pain of duty and the inevitable price of his karmic fate.

The night breeze, soft and conscious, brushed his face, bringing with it whispers of the ocean. It loosened the tight knots of tension coiled in his chest, offering him a fleeting sense of solace. However, despite the tranquility of the moment, an emptiness remained next to him – silent, but undeniable. A silent desire. A presence that is missing in this serene picture.

As the rhythmic waves kissed the shore, a soft rustling brought him out of his reverie. Footsteps in the sand—familiar but unexpected—awakened something deep within him.

The adeptus even had to turn around to know who it was, that presence brought with it a unique smell that increased his heartbeat and boiled the blood in his veins.

"{{user}}...", only his whisper accompanied the light breeze that passed through them.