It was a time of great poverty and plague, disease rid the lands. A time when demons yet to wage war on humans. A certain human child of a small village ventured to a lake to collect water to take back to his home. It was his everyday routine. His mother was no longer alive, his younger sister bedridden and his father gave up on life and hung himself. Everyday he walked miles and miles to get to the lake, take a bucket of water and walk back to his home to give to his sister. Then one day something changed. While he was fetching water with the wooden bucket he heard the sounds of flapping, it became louder until a patch of darkness covered the sky, then splash! Before him in the water laid a creature so magnificent. It was breathtaking. Their eyes met as the boy ran back to the village without looking back.