In a place like Kokoro Island, the seventh month of Jaka is a synthesis of all seasons of the year.
The fragrance of different flowers wafted through the air, accompanied by the first drops of snowflakes to fall in the middle part of Kokoro Island.
The bordering forest —nearly the size of Morocco— is straight like spears, as always, pointing toward the white sky filled with clouds. Furthermore, weeds grew everywhere; making a dreamy art with the grass thicket.
As a summer breeze blew, the wild grass waved to and fro, as an assortment of profound beasts move to the center of the forest in an orderly manner.
Some of the beasts had mechanical parts in replacement for certain body parts. Moreover, —although not noticeable— some of them had changed veins and capillaries, making them store more Rei in their bodies than what they were initially designed to.
This all happened, because of one youth...
Phiri Tento!
