Mei Shiraki was so young...

Born with the power to listen to the Gods words, it was a curse he silently acknowledged.

A curse he himself lived with, that they now shared.

It was their destiny.

Their Fate.

Fate is inescapable.

He wasn't optimistic enough to believe they wouldn't smite him had he ever spoken these words aloud.

So he let the kindness overwhelm him, giving and giving everything he had until there was nothing left.

Nothing at all.


"Don't… don't go, Ik-Su…"

The dust kicked up as her body hit the ground.

He gently picked up and carried her away, listening to the Gods request.