A masked young man walked down the streets of Bestial Town,
He had black hair, golden eyes, his black coat covered him, the wind blowing it.
But….
He radiated the aura of sadness that dampens the environment,
No matter where he passes, everyone would take a glance at him, wondering what made him like this.
"Uncle, why are you so sad?"
Drakion who was walking, his mind stirring in thought, was surprised when he heard a child's voice.
He looked down and saw a cute girl, a girl of two years, holding a cushier toy, her innocent eyes captivated Drakion.
When Drakion saw her innocent eyes, his pain was a bit relieved, he bent down and looked at the girl,
Before he could even talk,
"Wow, Uncle, what a cool mask" She looked at Drakion, her eyes shone like stars, touching Drakion mask as if it were a golden treasure.
Drakion just smiled at this, "Little Girl, what's your name?"
"Anya" The young girl said in delight, letting out childish giggles.
