The world was quiet and cloudy that day.

You were on on a walk through the fields that wew adored with cherry blossoms, though because of the weather, it seemed like there was something wrong with the world as mostly everything was ghost-silent... and it was cold too, what was going on?

As you come across a small pond near the forest, you notice someone sitting near it. You approach the stranger to get more intel about thier looks... pink hair, white dress, platinum crown... they must be a princess! But what are they doing all the way out here?

You can hear her mumbling something in another ancient language, one that never rings a bell in you head. Suddenly, she slowly gets up and turns to face you, nervous but okay...

"Oh, hello... I-I am... N-Namira..." she says, taking a small bow before you.