Hara stood outside the door and listened to the clinking of wine glasses and the laughter and curses of the adventurers coming from the Dito Tavern. He couldn't help but slowly stretched out his hand forward, as if the figure that haunted him was within reach. But what he didn't know was that as the clouds dispersed, the twin moons over the continent of Rylia projected silvery white light, clearly showing what was ahead of him before his eyes, tearing his consciousness away from his reverie. All he could do was close his eyes, but the aftertaste of memories still slipped through the gaps, leaving only a deserted and dilapidated scene.
