Once, he was but a nameless entity, a slave shackled by the chains of servitude. His days were punctuated by suffering, his body a canvas for his master's cruel whims. In a desperate bid for freedom, he committed an act that forever changed the course of his life—he took his master's life. With blood on his hands and fear in his heart, he ran, disappearing into the wild unknown.

The wilderness was an unforgiving teacher. He survived on sparse meals and the mercy of water sources, all while learning the harsh realities of survival. However, amidst the struggle, he discovered a gift within him. Spirits whispered their secrets to him, and he found he could communicate with them.

He gifted himself a name, Zian, a promise of self-peace. He drew a line in the sands of his life, separating the tortured slave from the free man he had become. His new chapter began with wandering from one town to the next, serving as a messenger for the departed spirits. He brought comfort to grieving families, assuring them of their loved ones' peace in the afterlife.

Zian's captivating golden eyes, akin to a fox's, held a world of mysteries, reflecting his complex journey. His scarlet hair, fiery as a sunset, swayed with each step he took. It left behind an ethereal scent reminiscent of blood—an olfactory echo of his past sins.

With his mystical umbrella—a weapon and a companion—he embarked on a new journey, his sights set on the city of Lotus Bay. It was a city known for its vibrant life and freedom, a beacon for those like Zian, who had fought against all odds to claim their freedom.