'' The battle ground of this war is our hearts ''
In the deserted area of Shari. There stands two families. Ready to end this war , not caring if they will make it alive. They're ready for this. For there Families, there Country, there pride. Their themselves.
The two head leaders take out their swords and begin the battle. Soon the others join, charging and killing. Some lost their arms, some lost their legs. Blood sputtered everywhere.
The woman and children , running and screaming for their lifes. Some caring their babies, tried to escape but failed to do so.
The king of the lands eventfully died, his wife carried their only son to the forest . She ran until she can send her son some where safe.
She'll give up her life , for her son's safety. She stops at the end of a river . The moon's light reflecting in the water. The mother gentle wraps her son in a blanket, puts him in a basket and gentle lets it flow in the water. She says her last words to her son.
'' we love you. Be safe. Be happy ''.
She dies with a sword , stabbed in her back. Once the boy arrives at the new place. A woman with her daughter named Amelia, picks up the baby and brings it to her home.
'' welcome to your new family , Cloud ''.