Odette dreamt.
Countless memories of her encounters with the strange boy from the slums.
She would sometimes meet him in the city centre selling cores for his mother. Her eyes would sparkle in excitement, only to be dragged away by her angry father.
Suddenly, a husky but enchanting voice sounded. She found the voice very familiar.
"It seem's my life was just a toy for them?"
"Even after I got my revenge, it was empty! Because…"
"Because he was no longer there!"
A grown-up version of Odette with blazing hair made of azure flames. She could only watch the memories with a deep nostalgia and sorrow. Her life filled with loss, anguish and death. The moment she lost Vincent in that cave before being able to confess broke her spirit.
"The way to awaken my blood, I found it! Without the need of that disgusting mans body! Only he can touch me! Only his embrace will I allow! The only love I desire is his, that alone is my eternal oath!"
