"You don't know what you have until it's gone."

Caeci caecos ducuntes

Over centuries of pelting acid rains and the merciless scorch of the sun, the words remain inscribed into the center stone pillar of the Capital Eye, prominent and eternal, yet forgotten and left unheeded by the royal citizens that were fortunate enough to be born as Tyrians.

Visio Dei---a kingodm of a rigid, pyramidical social structure that identifies and separates the people by the three races: the Tyrians, the Aurums, and the Hyalins. The Tyrians stand proudly at the highest tip, gripping the control of those lower than them on the hierarchy despite making up only 5% of the whole population. They are characterized by their royal purple eye color---with this unusual hue of orb accompanies the power of Insight. Insight refers to the supernatural abilities related to vision and perception; the power to see through animate or inanimate objects, to see the future or past, to read a person's mind or heart, just to name a few. Thanks to these advantageous abilities, they have been able to prevent uprisings since the beginning of their kingdom.  (But things are not how they used to be anymore; that is a fact that Tyrians are too prideful to acknowledge.)

However, it is not the Tyrians that work at the foremost battle lines to preserve this much hated system of monarchy and dictation. It is the Aurums, the noble guards, with the golden irises. With them are their strong physical powers, ranging from the power of fire to water, from teleportation to telekinesis and many more. They make up 35% of the population and are obliged by law to use their abilities to control the rest of the left over 60% which is the Hyalin race.

The Hyalins: gray eyed, powerless, and known for their loathsome nature. Although outnumbering Tyrians and Aurums put together, they are always at a disadvantage for they are (presumedly) born without Insight nor physical powers. It really is a wonder how their fiery spirits hungering for revolution haven't been stamped out yet over the cenuries of landslide defeats.

Such is the biologic populace of Visio Dei, also with the added fact that homouality is absolutely shunned by society, regardless of race and class. As a violent revolution threatens to froth over the boiling edges, Sehun encounters a horrific incident in the interrogation room that forces him to choose between his golden police badge and Luhan. 

This is a side story of rosewater, pills & blindfolds, following the events of two police officers that become tangled into their criminal case's twisted love triangle.

This is a patched-up love story born from the painfully cliched saying---you don't know what you have until it's gone---and the ancient phrase: caeci caecos ducuntes.

The blind leading the blind