'In a deep, dark forest, within a clear blue stream, a boy dipped his body into the water once again, desperately rubbing away the blood and filth that had covered his pristine and beautifully sculpted body.
'For all the calm surrounding him now, the boy had spent so damn much effort finding this stream after battling one abomination after another. Even with clear water finally in his reach, the signs of those terrible battles refused to leave him so easily.'
'But his battles were far from over, for watching his handsome face from some distance away was a vile and evil-looking ugly crow with eyes as red as ruby.'
'The crow sat on a nearby branch, staring at the boy as if jealous of his looks.'
