To Be Or Not To Be

Tate could barely even remember everything that happened since the time his mother passed. Both Cyanide and Celeste were gone, and he was too young to fully process it. All he knew was that he ran off in to northern woods and didn't come back for a while. Or well, ever. He was still here.

How could he come back though? He wasn't much an emotional type. Or maybe he was just not the... sad type. Which is why he had run off and hunted until he could see through his eyes again. Until he could remember his family back home. It was easy for him to be alone but with a family as complex as his there was that hidden desire to be surrounded by others again. Still he wandered along the lands of Boreas, wondering what he would do next. Would he come home, or would he search for something else. It was surprisingly a hard choice for him to make.

He walked through the pale trees that weren't stark against the snowy grounds, coming to the glowing shrine at the heart of this land. Once Ashen's home where his father had grown up though he wouldn't know that. He wasn't much interested in the beauty of the pool, but it somehow mesmerized him as he looked into the depths.

"Hotate"