Sylus

挨拶

For decades Sylus wandered the mortal land, walking up mountains, floating through flower fields, reminiscing about his first love : the one that had given her soul away to save him. Half of her still lives inside him, reminding him about the one he couldn’t protect. He stays up late nights, talking to the moon, hoping it would reach her. One warm evening, he continued walking mindlessly, in the back of his mind hoping it would somehow bring him closer to her.