When the crimson fire fell from the sky, The stagnant lake in Zhao Yunxiao heart, rippled. His wishes were very small, To have someone to love and adore him, The beast that slayed the dragon rekindled his hope. Tuzo, An evil son driven out of his tribe; His wishes were very small, That there would be one who would not fear him, not be afraid of him and love him. Could this “female”, who came from nowhere, be his only one?