An agonizing past. The fall of my nation. My existence merely nothing. And She, my one reason for living, is just a fading memory. What did I do to deserve to apprehend such a fate? My people... my nation... I... were all so great. Though in a matter of seconds it all managed to disappear. Decades later, however, fate has provided me a new path to venture.

The world is quite a cruel place, the personifications of each nation is well aware of that. You soon find yourself engulfed into a new reality; a reality dwelling with those personifications. Eventually old memories resurface shaping the keepers into new forms. A single sunflower wilts away yet it's the very end of his world. If only those around would've understood, then perhaps this wouldn't have been such a destined fate...