Lonely and cold.

Those two words describe – no, embody – the entirety of Jiyong’s existence.

How long has it been since he first started roaming these barren lands, whipped by the elements day after day with only a thin jacket to protect him?

It seems that he’s always been this way.

Everyone’s left him, but to where is a mystery to Jiyong. In his journey he’s come across ruins of houses where there used to be brightness and warmth…

…where there is no longer.