Author's Note: And now I officially have run out of chapters. Oops. I really need to work on all this. Damn it all! Yeah, I never really got a chance to meet Zann in HoLV before my PSP died on me. I'm winging it here. Sorry, oh Mr. Zann.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters you see in here. Just the plot. Based on HarvestMoonAddict/Regardless1604's Reflection of the Heart Challenge.
Zann was a foreigner. His way of life was much different from the other residents of Leaf Valley. He had studied ancient ways and texts from his tribe. Voodoo and all of the other things that some would call black magic. It's how he was and he knew how to do it. So when he had heard of the time valley that was plagued by a group of people wanting to tear down their homes, his heart went out to them. He could only try to understand what they may be going through. If he wanted to, he could use what he learned to spite the bad people of the valley. He could make their lives miserable.
But he decided against it. It wasn't his place to use what he learned like that especially for a situation that seemed to be over now. Leaf Valley seemed peaceful and co-existed with the people who wanted to tear it down. Spite was not on his to do list for today or any other day in the future.