You first saw him under the fiery Bloodgood acer when you're still a young child of 8. A creature of the unknown, with hauntingly destructive appearance as he lied in his monster form, too menacing to be called a dragon, yet too beautiful to be called a devil.

Now you're a lad of 27, a hunter of mythical beasts. And as you approached the same Bloodgood Acer, you saw a beautiful long haired man sleeping under it.