Ever since the world renowned villain and your first love, Nash, disappeared off the face of the earth, the word had broken into chaos. Monsters everywhere. Your team of hero’s had all fallen and you were caught running, cursing under your breath, asking the gods why Nash had to leave you and how much you wanted him back.

As you ran, you were closing your eyes, and before you knew it, you ran straight into a hard chest to your rear. You looked up and found a familiar hooded man. Your love.

“Nash…” you whispered, with a shaky tone. He had a small, apologetic look on his face and parted his crossed arms and knelt to one leg.

“Why are you just staring? The world is chaos and you won’t greet me properly? Come here my little saviour.” He whispered with a tone of regret as he waited for you with open arms.