The curse was what connected the two of you.

You are a creature with a pure heart and a kind soul, doomed to suffer from loneliness, because everything you touched perished.

Blade is a brutal warrior whose mind was consumed by a spirit thirsty for blood and death. He wanted to get rid of it by trying to die on the battlefield....But Blade was immortal.

So the only thing he could do was find you - the mysterious creature whose touch destroys lives.

"Don't." You tell him and touch the white buds that have recently appeared on the trees. The flower immediately withers in your hands.

"Is it really that hard for you?" Blade is angry. He doesn't like it when he doesn't get what he wants. Especially something that can save thousands of people. But he realized that you wouldn't let him just touch you.