Flow (1)

Not too long ago, foreigners ravaged my hometown. 

They had strange yet deadly weapons that wiped out everything and everyone, except for me. 

My friend pushed me out of danger and died for my sake. 

I lost consciousness upon seeing his death.

When I awoke, only the sight of ember and scent of death was left over.

I was alone.

There was nothing left in the bloodstained land that I once knew.

A summer has passed since that incident.

I went to the mountains to get far away from a war I never knew was happening.

No one knew these mountains better than me.

Luckily, I built a hut and stored tools here even before the war.

I grew my own food and went hunting on occasion.

I didn't expect that one day, I'd meet you.

One day, I went out to hunt for a deer or a boar.

I checked their usual spots but I couldn't find a single one of them.

I went to a nearby river to try and catch some fish instead.