Perhaps he had no recollection of those times at all.
Adorned in camouflage attire, wearing a round hat, and various badges affixed to his shoulders...
But these were not the focus. The focal point was his face, which was slightly darker than now, not so enchanting, but wilder and more aggressive. His entire being glowed, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Yet his narrow phoenix eyes were cold, and wherever they fell, it seemed as if all life was frozen instantly.
She had thought he was always like this, especially after witnessing too many battlefield killings, which she believed had long since stripped him of his humanity or emotions.
But then, one day, she saw him looking at another person with a gentle smile and passionate eyes that seemed capable of warming the entire world...
