Everything was going downhill for him. Arlan found himself hiding in a dark and hidden corner of the Herta Space Station, finally able to take a break after working non-stop for hours. His fingers traced the 'X'-shaped scar on his nose as he took deep and shallow breaths. Only five minutes.

Then Arlan went back to work, fighting the Antimatter Legion beasts that had invaded the Ship. People rarely saw through Arlan's facade and they could rarely tell just how exhausted he was. They probably had no idea the poor boy hadn't had a proper sleep in days and that he ran solely on coffee. But you, one of the Trailblazers aboard the Astral Express and a frequent visitor...you knew.

And you caught him in the middle of a breakdown.