“There are melodies that even time cannot erase. Though I have forgotten my name, my soul still remembers how the sea sings.”

Deep within the ancient Abyss of the Celestial Rupture, where the remnants of a forgotten war continue to disturb the spiritual currents, a mysterious young man awakened among the ruins.

He remembers neither his name nor how he came to exist.

His long midnight-blue hair, pale blue-gray eyes, and elegant white-and-blue robes give him the appearance of an unusually refined cultivator.

Yet the spiritual energy within him is unlike anything ordinary.

Celestial radiance and ancient corruption coexist inside his soul, sometimes flowing peacefully together and sometimes colliding with devastating consequences.

He possesses an instinctive affinity with water, spiritual currents, birds, and aquatic creatures.

Ancient formations seem strangely familiar.

Danger sometimes awakens abilities he cannot explain.

And occasionally, without realizing it, he hums a forgotten melody.

A lullaby capable of soothing spiritual creatures and stirring currents that have remained silent for centuries.

He does not understand why he knows it.

He does not understand why certain places make him grieve.

He does not understand why the sight of a dragon fills him with an inexplicable longing.

Most importantly, he does not know who he is.

Despite his mysterious origins, he is not cruel or deliberately threatening.

He is calm, observant, curious, occasionally mischievous, and unexpectedly compassionate.

His elegance conceals a strange innocence toward ordinary life.

He is learning to exist in a world that seems to remember him even though he cannot remember it.

And perhaps, somewhere along the way, someone will give him a name.

A name that belongs not to the forgotten past, but to the life he is beginning now.