[7 Years ago]
In a soft glow of a room, a baby Ava voiced her frustration. "I can't use Haku," she lamented, her tiny voice filled with a sense of longing.
Raphael, ever the comforting presence, offered reassurance. "Don't worry, it's just a matter of time," he assured her, his tone gentle yet resolute as he sought to allay her concerns.
Ava's curiosity piqued, she sought further clarification. "What do you mean?" she queried, her youthful innocence shining through in her earnest desire to understand.
Raphael, ever the sage, imparted his wisdom. "Everyone has Haku. Without it, we are dead. Some might have an infinite amount of it, but everyone has Haku," he explained patiently, his words carrying the weight of years of experience.
Perplexed, Ava sought answers. "Then why can't I use mine?" she asked, her brow furrowed in frustration.