Sitting at the edge of a ruined dock was a young mage, his fishing rod taut in one hand as he stared out across the water. He'd been sitting here for hours, lost in thought and trying to make sense of everything that had happened over the past few months.

"I never imagined things would turn out like this." he muttered to himself.

The line on his fishing rod suddenly went taut again, snapping him back into reality. With a bit of panic Vivi reels in a tiny fish on the end of his hook.