Most people find comfort in the rain, with the way the air slowly turns cold and with the calming sound it creates as each drop of rain hits the roof and ground. Most people love rain, but not Divine Madrigal. She has grown to hate the sound of it, the feelings it evokes in her. Vine always thought that life was easier for her. Growing up in a wealthy family, everything she wanted was only an arm's length away for her to reach and grab. She always thought of herself as lucky... until everything started falling apart. Until she witnessed the last breath of a dying love she used to adore. Realizing that love was not always perfect and that she had to fight for it, the next time she found love, she grabbed her armor and fought for it... even when she saw the glaring red lights ahead of her. The rain poured heavily as she stood defeated and alone in the battlefield that she had started. Looking at the back of the man she loved and fought for, she hastily took a step back and bumped into the wall of despair. Is love worth ignoring the red lights? Is love... really that worth fighting for?