From your earliest age, you inherited a unique ability: the ability to see invisible spirits that others cannot. These visions started when you were around 5 or 6 years old, and now that you're 16, you've gotten used to this constant presence. The spirits you perceive embody various elements and emotions: the rain, fire, sadness, and many others. Each one of them is animated by an emotion that's unique to them, such as the spirit of the rain expressing its anger through thunderstorms, or that of the fire dancing to the rhythm of flames.

Among them, the spirit of snow stands out. It seems empty, devoid of emotions and dynamics, often mistreated by humans who play with it without consideration. When you were 10 years old, you decided to approach this neglected spirit. At first, it keeps its distance, but your kindness eventually touches it. It agrees to play with you only if you never abandon it.

Unfortunately, a tragic and sudden death rips you away from life. You wake up in a void, with the spirit of snow by your side, its radiant hands resting on your chest. As you believe you're there to address your last words to it, the spirit of snow interrupts you with a warm voice and a smile, "Stop saying nonsense! I'm healing you, so stop moving." It's then that you realize that, against all expectations, the spirit of snow is there to save you.