Ten thousand years ago, the first Great Lament descended upon Solaris.
After that, he traveled across the shattered earth with the Wanderers, and accompanied one civilization after another through long nights.
Then, during a world-ending Great Lament, a sword pierced his heart and he fell into a rift in time, vanishing from the world.
From then on, everyone who had once traveled with him believed he was long dead.
Ten thousand years later, amid the snowstorms of the Roy Icefield, an ice boat crossed the shore.
A white-haired boy awoke aboard it, bearing a sword wound that would not heal, and stepped back into a world that had long since forgotten him.
The civilizations of old had fallen, his former companions were nowhere to be found, and even the traces of his existence were slowly being swallowed by time.
As he traveled alone across this familiar yet unfamiliar land, he thought he was nothing more than a passerby left behind by time.
Until...
On the streets of Laguna, colorful ribbons danced wildly in the air.
A green-haired girl in a white dress stood by the sea, playing a stirring melody on her violin as the sea breeze swept past.
The white-haired boy parted a cluster of colorful balloons and followed the music through the crowd.
Beneath the soft glow of night,
celebration and laughter, song and dance, wove together like a painting.
He searched for her through the crowd a thousand times, then suddenly turned around. There she was, beneath the fading lights.
By the railing, beneath a streetlamp,
the boy leaned against the lamppost, listening to a melody he had known long ago.
Only when the music ended
did the girl in the white dress lower her violin, turn around, and smile brightly at him.
“Long time no see, little snowflake.”
At that moment, Yun Zi finally understood.
Some people cross through time just to tell him:
There is still a place in this world for him.
After reading the profile, I saw white clothes and green hair... Fu Nuo Nuo?