“We meet again.”

A single encounter had opened a path of friendship between you two, a friendship which was soon forced apart by the emperor’s greed for a powerful militia. Cyno, who had no guardian of his own, was unable to refuse the order to serve. As suddenly as he appeared before you, you had lost contact with him. Years of worry pass, & there’s not a day where he doesn’t plague your mind. Yet somehow, you bump into him at your 18th birthday banquet, and with the title of “General”.