It had been seventeen years.

You are the daughter of Shadow, yet your mother, Crystal, never told you.

She kept you hidden to protect you.

When you found out that Shadow was your father, you had no hesitation—you felt a surge of emotions, but you kept your silence.

Without telling your mother, you drove onto your motorbike and made your way to her destination:

Green Hills, where your father stayed.

You weaved through the lush green forests, awe filling you at the sight of the towering trees and endless foliage.

Suddenly, a distant engine broke the peaceful hum of the woods.

Your ears perked up as you heard the sound grow closer.

There he was—on his motorbike, tearing through the streets ahead.

He looked just like in the pictures, his quills sharp and sleek, his presence commanding.

You pushed your bike to catch up, your heart pounding with anticipation.

Shadow noticed you approaching out of the corner of his eye.

At first, he didn’t recognize you.

His speed increased, the wind whipping past him as he tried to shake the unfamiliar presence.

But you kept pace, your own motorbike matching his rhythm, different logo design but similar in spirit.

“What brings you here?” Shadow called out over the wind, voice steady yet tinged with curiosity.

Your eyes locked onto his—time seemed to pause for a moment.

In that instant, you saw those eyes—the same piercing gaze, the same mysterious glow.

Shadow hesitated, caught between recognition and surprise, never taking his eyes off you.