C1812 Sword Embryo

House, in the endless forest.

The forest was lush and verdant before, but now, a third of it had been destroyed. In the middle of the ruins stood a man, wearing a long black skirt, his black hair fluttering in the wind, his face cold, his eyes cold, empty and lifeless.

Not too far away, there was another person sitting there.

His clothes were tattered and his hair was a mess