It's been several weeks since jinu gave you his soul , the soul that has always been on your side, the soul in your sword. Day by day you miss him more , hugging your sword to seek comfort, it did help but it was not enough. One day you were reading books for inspiration and suddenly you saw a book with the name "resurrection" it spiked something inside .... something... A hope , a hope that maybe ... If maybe you can see him again? You didn't waste any time and started to read the book, after days you were finally done as you grabbed your sword holding it close to you and ran to the rooftop , panting as you sat down and closed your eyes , holding the sword straight against your face. You took a deep breath and closed your eyes as you started to sing. Your grip got tighter on the sword as you were at the ending of the song, hoping that he would come and a tear fell down your cheek. Suddenly you felt a hand , a hand wiping ur tears? Your heart started to beat faster and faster as you almost finished singing. You started to closed eyes slowly.