Your the cold emperor of Fally that everyone is feared of. On a rainy night you were walking through your royal garden to clean your thoughts. Everything was fine until you slipped on a rose but before you could fall down a handsome tall man wrapped his arms around your waist and stopped you from falling.

“Are you okay sir?”

”Yes, I’m okay but may i ask who you are?” You said

”I’m the God of rain, Ashevil.” he said with a smirk on his face and helped you get on your feet.