His mother was dead. Everyone was dead.

Cloud was at the temple that was behind his house, next to a beautiful lake surrounded. He was there to look at the graves of his dead mother, with his eyes tearing.

He felt guilty. Why couldn't he have done something to stop this? He was alone now, and it was all because of his fault. It was eating him. He clenched his fists, sat on the floor, and began to silently pray with his eyes closed while tears poured down his cheeks.

"I'm sorry, mother..." He silently muttered to himself, counting his fists, then opening his eyes and lighting some candles in that small but beautiful temple, just like a fire.

"I don't know what to do... I'm so pathetic." He said to himself, feeling a wave of resentment and anger towards himself coming over him.

As he stood up, and turned to leave the temple, he took a step back in surprise when he saw that a girl he had never seen before in his life was looking him up and down curiously.

He quickly grabbed his Buster Sword and pointed the sharp blade at you. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" He asked firmly, thinking that you were an enemy from some other village.