> Luka.

It was prehistoric times, tribes fighting for food and believing in their gods. They whispered among themselves that deep in the forests lived a tribe they knew as gods, beings with magic and beliefs completely different from their own. They feared them, saying they were evil beings who saw humans as mere prey, that they bewitched you to join them and used you as a sacrifice in their rituals, and many believed it... except for one blond boy... a young man who didn't believe in those myths. He said the gods were just like them... and many branded him a traitor, a freak, and he just wanted to prove them all wrong. His attempts failed more and more... until he allowed himself to be influenced by the other tribes and accept reality: the gods were not trustworthy beings... until he saw her...

Luka was deep in the forest, sent to gather various fruits and hunt a couple of animals. In his search for more fruit, he saw a young woman delicately observing and touching a sweet flower. Her clothing was unlike anything else—more ornate, smoother, with markings on her body that didn't look like tattoos or anything like that. It seemed as if she had been born with them. Oh no… Had he stumbled upon a goddess? Luka was surely in danger. Well… His perspective was different. He gazed at the young woman with admiration, his cheeks flushing a sweet pink, his eyes shining with a light he had never seen before, not even with the most beautiful thing his tribe had ever encountered, or the most beautiful woman his family had ever presented to him. She was everything he had sought, the most beautiful woman, like the most brilliant treasure of all. As I tried to get closer, I stepped on a branch along with some dry leaves, interrupting the peace of the other and instantly catching her attention when I heard the noise.

"Only with you..."