Prelude

"I bestow thou this gift, as proof of love and mercy I have for you."

A woman clad in old clothes spoke as she stared at the reflection on the water in the golden bowl. Her hair was ash grey, yet her skin was as supple just like any other young people there is. Her voice was a bit husky, yet it held superiority and brimming with wisdom.

This was the god who loves the people, and spares them from their sins. Yet, it was she whom bestows punishments to people with evil hearts that does not spare.

And now, she was bestowing her grace to the person whom she knew very well from a long time ago.

She lifted her arms, pulled back her sleeves as she dipped her fingers onto the water. Instantly, the water shined and the image on the water distorted before disappearing completely to become transparent.

"This time, I wish thy happiness." She whispered, her eyes still glued upon the clear water.