[Komuro]

A warm, gentle, spring sea breeze blew through the forest island of Patch. The sun shined bright overhead. A lone person stood before a grave marker just before the edge of an outstretched cliff face overlooking the forestry island. On the grave was an etching of a white rose and text that read "Thus kindly I scatter" He was not a resident but a pilgrim. One who came to pay his sincerest respects for one who had an enormous impact on his young life. He wore a black jacket with an orange undershirt and matching black long pants. His hair was spiky yet slightly willowy with an deep orange color. On his back was lance, high tech looking, with colors matching his outfit with a hint of silver. He held a bouquet of white roses to which he knelt down and placed upon the grave. "I wish I had gotten the chance to see you again... to thank you for giving me the inspiration to become a huntsman. Now I have the strength to protect the ones I love... and I'm about to prove it to the world."