Two years after the Singularity had been born, an infant with vibrant crimson hair and a pair of orbs that reflected the color of fire itself, was born. She was named as Ylva, which meant "she-wolf." The name was given to her due to the unique cry she had let out when she was born, it was similar to a wolf's cry.

As Ylva grew up in Tison Village, one of the villages located in the Parthevia Empire, her parents noticed that something was odd with her. Her first word had been "Yurul," it baffled them as to why that had been the first thing she spoke but nevertheless, they were overjoyed that she finally spoke.

Already a year old, Ylva struggled with all her feeble strength to learn how to walk. Her parents were very careful with her and tried to persuade her to slow down but she did not. At first, it had been that way but eventually she slowed down, albeit not as immediate as they had wanted to.

After a few months of practicing, she could finally walk although she needed help at times. Her vocabulary soon grew and she could speak a few words without the baby slur. It was a miracle for her parents, they thought that she was a genius and dotted on her as much as they could.

But that backfired against their attempts, she did not like their affection too much and often found themselves being bitten or growled at. She was really acting like a beast. They thought she was being possessed by an evil spirit but that was their mere assumption. It changed when they found their daughter acting civil with them at some times.

They had no choice but to back away when she refused their aid. She only came to them when she was hungry or when she could not do some things by herself. It was heartbreaking really, their one-year old daughter was acting too much like a stranger that it scared them.

She acted too formal or too wild, they could not decide what was scarier.

That changed when she spoke to them of how she made a friend whose name was Sinbad, the son of Badr, the single survivor of a recent expedition. The tale went like this:

Ylva was walking in streets without any of her parents again but the other villagefolk did not mind her, they were already used to seeing the child like that. She had simply roamed around until she bumped into another figure. She snapped out of her daze to find a three-year old boy with purple hair and a pair of golden eyes looking at her.

"I'm sorry!" He cried out to her but she shook her head and told him that she was alright.

"My name is Sinbad and I'm sneaking off to look for my daddy!" He exclaimed in enthusiasm.

"I'm Ylva." She introduced herself.

His eyes suddenly brightened and he tugged at her hand. "Come with me! We'll look for my daddy together!" He said without bothering to ask her what she thought about the matter.

She didn't bother to fight back anymore, it was useless to fight against a hyperactive child.

Together they went to the docks and waited for his father, when they finally spotted him, she noticed that his face looked solemn but Sinbad didn't seem to notice that.

"The war, huh...Everyone is delirious with the war. Is it alright to continue like this?" She heard him question himself.

"Alright! At times like this, just head out for the sea! Catch a tasty fish and I can head home!" His demeanor suddenly changed as if trying to shake the thought off his head.

As he was busy with his thoughts, Sinbad pulled Ylva once again and this time into his father's boat. They hid under the net and he soon fell asleep while she remained awake.

She could feel the lull of the waves and soon fell asleep herself (she couldn't help it after all, she was just a year old). She awoke when she heard the net being pulled away.

She blinked her eyes as she watched the man go through shock, Sinbad woke up soon after and stood up energetically. "Daddy!"

"Sinbad! Why are you here!?" His dad exclaimed in surprise and then he noticed the other child. "And who's this!?"

"I'm Ylva, sir." She replied stoically. It unnerved him a bit at her behavior.

He soon calmed down and placed his child into his arms. He turned to look at the other one who watched him in total silence which was quite unusual. "I see, so you two sneaked into my boat as I had set sail. Won't your parents get worried, Ylva?" He spoke to her.

"I'm sure dey will but I will egsplain it to dem wen I get back," she answered in her baby slur.

"Alright..."

The sky started to darken and rain fell. "Uh-oh, it's starting to rain. Better get ashore before it gets dangerous." He said. Ylva watched him as he worked out trying to find the correct path and did not say anything. Soon he forgot about her presence in the midst of the dangerous storm. She simply clung to him.

"What crazy storm is this? I can barely see anything." He muttered.

"Daddy." Sinbad called out to his father's attention. He pointed to the opposite direction with his small, chubby hand. "There. It's that way. Not this way. That way."

Badr struggled with his thoughts but he could see the confidence in his son's eyes. What made him finally follow his son's words was when Ylva spoke. "Yu shuld fallow him. It's obyus, right?" She said and he nodded in response.

He worked his way through the storm and finally got out of it. When they were finally away from the stormy seas, Ylva separated herself from him and sat down at the side.

"We got out...of the storm..."

He was dumbfounded. "Hooray! Daddy! Ylva!" Sinbad cheered in triumph.

Badr seemed to have had a quick flashback before he spoke. "It's the same as back then. We took refuge with your direction, and we got out safely thanks to you. Why I followed a newborn baby...it's beyond me. But now I understand. Sin, perhaps you have a special power. Unlike ordinary people, you have the power to choose the right fate!" He said with conviction.

"When you grow up and bring your ability into full play, for this country and people who stepped onto the wrong path, you might become the man to change them. And even the world."

He raised up Sinbad by the armpits. "That's right...you are the chosen one! You've been chosen by a great being...that must be it!"

"Sinbad, you'll become the man who changes the world!"

Ylva simply watched in silence. She looked at her small hands. Fate, huh...? I wonder why I was born into this world with my memories still intact? Was I supposed to bring some change into this world too? Wait, no, why should it be that way? Perhaps it was just a coincidence that I was born like this.

I miss you Yurul, you were my only other regret. I hope you managed to escape and live a long life at least.

They soon arrived back at the docks. They parted ways but not before Sinbad ran to hug her. She was a bit puzzled, why would he hug her? She did nothing but watch and stare. She sighed and hugged him back.

"See you, Ylva!"

Ylva omitted some parts but that was the gist of it. Her father and her mother became excited. "You met Badr!? That's amazing! He's an amazing guy!" They exclaimed and went off into their own little world.

She sighed and ate her dinner before going to bed.