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The wind was playing around the sunflowers as it gently caressed the petals. The sky had this deep blue soft cottoned clouds as it slowly moved with the nature. No sign of animals could be seen on this field of sunflowers, and only a silver haired young man was lying on this field was present.

Chun awaken from the breeze of the playing wind, she slowly stood up while turning around. Observing the surroundings, there's no familiarity within this place. Is this a dream?

The young master was confused, looking for her butler and trying to contact him with the mind link but there's some kind of a barrier which was preventing her to use her ability.

"You don't remember this place?" a deep masculine voice asked with a hint of slyness.

Chun turned immediately to the source of the voice and discovered a devilish handsome man with ink black long hair in an ancient robes. Cloud patterns were embroidered on his black robes, a smile on his face were full of malice as he tempted her.

"Who are you?" Chun asked, maintaining her distance to the stranger.

"Oh. No memories, I see," he commented and snapped his fingers and a chair behind Chun appeared as well as a chair for him.

The silver haired youth complied and seated himself. Following the command of this man wasn't against moral at all despite that malicious face that he had.

"Being vigilant now. Hmm. You're not that kind of person in the past though," the strange man stated and folded his arms.

"In the past? You know me?" Chun curiously asked but he was ignored by the man as he changed the topic.

"I mean I know you already as I scanned your memories, sorry for peeking on it. I'm Titus, by the way," Titus casually introduced.

"Titus? Are you a spirit nymph or a incubus perhaps?" the youth bluntly asked as she mirrored the gestures of Titus, forgetting about her point of topic.

Titus frowned and exclaimed, "Oh, I am not that famous in this era, I see. Well, l'm just Titus, I lived on the silver box for six hundred years already."

A surprised look appeared on Chun's face as she heard the statement of the other.

"You lived in it for six hundred years? Do you grant wishes then?" The excited Chun asked. She believed that it could be a genie that grants three wishes. Minus the shiny-looking lamp.

"Grant wishes?" He trailed off but a glint on his eyes suddenly shone.

"Yes, I can grant you many wishes that you wanted but in exchange is you free me."

"Free you? As I had read, the silver box of Pandora was a concealment box and being locked there made you a very bad person. What did you commited, though?" Chun stated, not losing her wits to the mischief of Titus.

"Pandora, you say? I met her," Titus said while eyeing the young man and turned his attention away, "Well, I just almost destroyed this world so I was locked up in that box by my brother."

The blatant reply made the silver haired young man flabbergasted and the devilish man smirked in respond to her reaction.

Chun composed herself infront this ridiculous man, "The answer you had given me made me wavered upon freeing you."

"Atleast I am honest," he replied.

"Yes, you are," Chun said with her unsure reply.

Suddenly the scenery changes into something opposite from the field of sunflowers. It was a land of bloodied bodies, dead bodies were everywhere as Chun and Titus were still seated on their chair unaffected by the sudden change of environment.

"Sorry about that. The space inside of the silver box depended on my mood so this sudden change is natural," Titus explained as the bloodied land disappeared and the field of sunflowers returned.

The silver haired young man was surprised of what she heard, and in only meeting this person made her displayed various kinds of expressions.

"I thought that I was just in a dream and you were in my head so this was really the inside of the silver box? How did I get here?" She uttered as she stood up, wanting to touch the life-like sunflowers.

It was real! Chun thought.

"Yes, it's real. The silver box can depict the real world, isn't it amazing?" The man said with a hint of sarcasm on his voice. Truthfully, the silver box was an amazing prison because it can entertain anyone within it but Titus would likely went out to the real world than stay on this imaginary world.

Chun stopped ogling at the sunflowers.

"What did you felt from this kind of scenery? Were you happy? Or had a positive feeling?" The young man asked and observed Titus with brilliance on her eyes.

Titus sighed as he saw a semblance of someone he knew from this lively young man.

"There's nothing much to say, I'm just reliving the past."

"A happy past?"

"Sort of."

A sudden glint shows off from Titus eyes as he stop his kind act, "Okay, enough. So what's your decision?" He started as the topic was slowly going off a bit.

"Your cultivation level is somewhat higher than a normal seventeen-year old and I'm not some kind of expert that can guide you to that way or give you a secret art or something so I'll be frank that in related to that stuff I can't help you."

Chun ignored his long explanation and asked directly.

"Would I really get to wish?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll free you."

The abrupt decision made Titus a bit astounded but he calmed himself and smiled at the silver haired young with his darkened eyes.

"What's your wishes then?"

"Not now. I won't wish yet." The young man with a dismissing gesture said to the other as she enjoyed herself with scenery.

'So much alike' Titus thought and just went silent, waiting patiently for the young man to settle her mind.

A world-defying wish could satisfy my trapped soul here. The wicked Titus thought.

Chun then left after her enjoyment, not wanting to stay for too long with suspicious looking Titus. The said man was staring at her like a specimen as Chun was aware of his eyes following everywhere she goes like a pervert.

Innocent 'pervert' Titus: "..."

The silver haired young man left.

Titus with unclear thoughts stood up from his chair and diminished the flowery atmosphere and replaced with the original white space. The white space was plain with no any decoration of furnitures nor a slight intricate on the floor. It was a simple place but this vast space was not small as it looks like, as one walked deeper, one would be like in a continuous cycle with no end.

This white space within the silver box contained many secrets that only Titus and Pandora knew, even the Creator himself was unaware for some 'reasons'. This space was an alive being as it bonded with the keeper's spirit and controls the prisoner within.

Titus has no intention on telling the young man about the great power that this silver box of Pandora held. As of now, Chun was the current keeper of it so Titus was possibly at her mercy but tricking that young man was entertaining to see so the man would first see what would happen next as this silver box was possessed by this clueless youth.

Will those deities go crazy?

And truthfully, why would he teach the youth about this silver box as he saw no motivation on 'him'. The silver haired young man that he observed doesn't interests him a bit other than 'his' resemblance with someone he knew, he had no interest on people who had no greed or motivation, even just a simple curiosity was just an act from that young man.

If Titus has a chance on choosing the keeper of the silver box, he would avoided selfless unmotivated individual that has no greed for power. Though, that dream was just one of his thoughts.

From the real world, Chun awaken from her slumber. It was still early morning and Art was not here due to a task.

The silver haired young man pondered upon the things that happened to her, looking for the silver box which was underneath her bed, she took it out and tried to examine it again.

The silver box now was still with its current size of two palms big but has this more detailed patterns on it. The gem on top of it suddenly appeared out of nowhere with a hint of blue-green hue like the color of Chun's eyes. It represented its recognition towards the young man as its keeper.

Feeling uninterested with this box, she put it aside and remained seated from her bed. The blandness of life was slowly eating her away, finding the fragments were just one of her reasons to escape from boredom and satisfy herself from craving of enjoyment.

She enjoyed being an instructor in Harconia Institute as she delved herself busily on cases that poke her interest and teaching those seven students were entertaining but something was really missing. Maybe her memories? The fragments?

That missing piece would suddenly be solved, as the World Winter Tournament would be coming. And things would start from there.