I Can See the Sword’s Memories – Chapter 0

The girl ran toward the starting point. 

The boy gazed out at the pure white snowfield. 

He was aware of himself, his thoughts, and his surroundings—a boy whose first memory coincided with the establishment of his sense of self as he came of age.

It was a snow-covered plain.

A frosty breath escaped from the boy’s mouth. Despite the bitterly cold winter weather, the clothes he wore were light.