In the gloomy snow there was a girl lying down at a pile of snow, she was looking at the sky day dreaming. She was reminiscing her memories when she was with people she dear with, those fun times, happy times, sad times, and all times that they spend with was really precious to her, but those times were already ended. Because of the fate she was separated from that time, when she was remember them and those time she start to curse herself. When she come to sense from her daydream a drip of tears were come from her eye
"tears again…" she laid her hands to the place that her tears were coming down "I wonder … when will I can let my tears to become a happy tears…?" she wonder
After she said that she let out a sigh "guess I must get going" then she standing where she was lying down and take a crumpled paper from her pocket "…who's today going to die?" the crumple paper was a picture of minister from other kingdom that she was going to slay
"…why I'm born with these skill…" she crumpled the picture and put in her pocket skirt "I guess this is my fate, If this isn't a fate then I will never do this anyway" then she start to walk to the gray path and going to slay the minister as the king Assassin.