In a room devoid of any light, a shadow sat in the pitch black.
Seated in solitude.
The only thing left in the air was a repetitive murmur, "Not yet... why is there still nothing..."
Just then, light suddenly rose. It was as if in a world sealed by darkness, someone had carved out a hole, and the light from the walls beyond shone in, reaching the gloomy, dispirited soul.
The shadow lifted its head to look. The source of the light was actually the door being opened by a man clad in a White Bear costume, carrying an oil lamp that emitted a dim glow as he walked in.
The light from the flame in the oil lamp dispelled the darkness. Accompanied by the sound of steady footsteps, it eventually stopped in front of the shadow.
"Lord Red Hair," a deep voice emanated from the White Bear.
The light then illuminated the area in front of the shadow, where that bold head of red hair, under the dim light, flickered with a faint luster.
"Why have you come?" Suise's voice was somewhat hoarse.
