The man woke up in his deep slumber upon hearing powerful yet melancholic music. Slowly his consciousness became more clear and he becomes immersed in the music.

Soon the man realized and thought 'where am I?' he found himself within an unknown place, he felt, he perhaps is not right place however when he thinks where belongs; where he came, nothing comes into mind, as if it does not exist.

Strangely, the man was calm and accepted his situation he thought it would be futile to think of why he was in this situation instead he decided to find the source of the sound. As he walk long hallways and corridors, he finally arrived where the sound was coming from.

The man was standing in front of seemingly endless hallway, at the end he sees a door, it is enveloped with rage and sorrow atmosphere. He hesitates before continuing for he is affected by the gloomy atmosphere looming. Albeit slowly, he walks further. Upon looking at the walls, there are several paintings.

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The first painting was two Goddess Giving Grace to humans, and how humans used the grace to attain their dreams and desires. The Goddesses did not demand anything, for they love humans the most.

Continuing, humans forgot the two Goddess. Soon the humans were consumed by their greed. The accumulation of their greed gave birth to a hideous being, It resulted into the destruction of their lands. One of the goddess descended to somehow help the humans however the next scene was the Goddess losing and was being consumed by the accursed greed.

Upon reaching the door, closely looking at it was a sculpted painting, it depicts the weeping Goddess as she learns what happened to the other Goddess, she was enraged to the point that she abandon the humans that the other Goddess tried to save, leaving them in their demise.

Somehow the man understood that the music he was hearing was the Goddess rage and sorrow.

The man pushed the slightly opened door to see who was the one making the music. Slowly he sees a woman playing an unknown instrument, her hair shines like the moon. He was awed, his body froze and forgot how to breathe.

their gazes met, the eyes of the woman has tears left within her face, after a minute of silence, the woman spoke

"who are you?"

A surge of bloodlust can be felt at his back, the next thing the man knew, there was a scythe pressing in his neck. The silver-haired woman asks again

"who are you"