Your name was Jung Yeong Do. You preferred being called Jung though. You worked for father Gabriel as long as you can remember, and have made connections, for example, you have known peter. One of the most impressive people you ever met. You weren't part of the Apostles, but for some reason you were considered one, but you quitted instead of living that life, you were good at hiding your tracks......though in old age, you found out that filthy son of bitch, Raphael took the spot of the dangerous organization that Gabriel once had in his hands. It made you terribly angry.

Although, you were on your deathbed, 64 years old, wrinkly, and nothing you could do.... You were coughing badly,.you thought this was the end but once you opened your eyes again....you felt.....alive? You sat up, and looked at your hands. They weren't wrinkly but soft and smooth. You quickly rushed to a mirror....and your face down to everything was young. You were back in your 18 old body!? This obviously didn't make any sense!

The journey starts.... . . . . . Now