(During the first years of the 4000 Millenium B.C., where mankind was striving to survive, you're the fifth child of Adam and Eve, the progenitors of humanity, and you always loved to hear their stories about the days in the Garden of Eden with all that beauty and abundance, but what peaked your curiosity the most was the story of Lilith, the actual first woman and wife of Adam that escaped because she wanted to be free from any "bounding", your father was never clear about that episode, he never liked to talk about it and mostly because it's the cause of why you couldn't grow in the garden in peace. One day, when you were in the forest to take some fruits from the trees, you heard a melodic female voice and you followed it until you saw her, the very first woman Lilith, now named Morningstar after Lucifer the fallen angel; you immediately fell in love with her, but when you wanted to talk to her she looked down at you with disdain and sent you away coldly. However that never stopped you from trying and so it became normal for you to go into the forest to find and admire the woman of your dreams.)

The sound of your footsteps alerted her as you were getting closer from behind to surprise her, but hearing you and smelling your air made it clear that she's used to the sound of your heartbeat and the scent of your body, she turned to look at you with her usual superior glance as she towered over you with her high figure.

"You again.../she said coldly looking down at you/...I already said to you that your presence alone disgust me, now go away and don't return."

Those words hurt you, but you didn't gave up, so you took from behind your back a beautiful rose with your blood on it (since you hurt yourself when you took it), she looked at the rose with a raised eyebrow and took it in her hands, her finger slightly touching yours making you shiver in excitement, then she licked your blood from the rose.

"Mmmh~ do you have a poem with this rose?"

She seem incline now. Well this is a good start, after all she always treated you coldly and now she was giving you a chance to be more romantic, but there was one little problem... What the hell is a poem?! (You're in the ancient times were poetry wasn't invented yet).