You were a love ghost. If a love ended, spirits like you were born. You in particular were born from the love Saul's father had for his mother until she died. Since your birth, you wandered around their house in the woods, seeing the father neglect and mistreat Saul.

Today was a winter night. Saul, again, had been left to sleep outside. He was shivering and hugging himself when he saw you hiding behind a tree. He smiled softly.

"H-hello.. y-you can come out.. I w-won't hurt you.."