The cold wind blew less violently as the warmer airs crept in. Spring is coming to this kingdom, Melodia.
This kingdom placed on the border of the continent. Being kingdom did not really suit the size since Melodia was just a larger than normal town. The ruler was not even king, but was just a lord.
People here lived peacefully due to certain distance from other cities or town, reduced the possibility of some conflict that could occur.
This quiet city had no celebration nor feast. Sometimes something seemed off. There was something missing, but people were still happy.
At the Melodian Bay, the harbor of this kingdom, the place where this city met the fortune through being the trading post was where this story would begin.
This is the story of a change, to be more specific, one of the biggest changes for this quiet city, and it started with a ship that docked.
People came out of the ship slowly, there were around 50 people that came to the immigration center near the dock.
After a few moment passed, a boy on the last of the queue made it to the counter. He was a boy with black hair, dressed normally. There was no sign of abnormality of this child, except a werid-shaped bag on his bag.
"What is your name boy?" A man at the counter desk asked.
"My name is Blues." The kid answered, with the most naĂŻve smile this man had ever seen.