The past mortal realm, Devan side story…
"Devan! I am here again!" A young woman around twenty years of age walked up with a basket in her hands.
"Mmm... You know you do not need to do this." Devan replied. His white hair swayed in the breeze as his red eyes concentrated on the stone in front of him.
"Looks like you are almost done. Who is this, though?" The girl asked, ignoring Devan's words just now.
