Deep in the forest, there was a beautiful waterfall which was hidden from the world. This magnificent place was Arthur's secret retreat. It was an escape from the world, his problems, and his purposeless responsibilities.
When Arthur was the age of seven, his older brother Archer, brought him here, introducing the little pup to the beautiful place. However, Arthur remembered his older brother telling him, 'Arthur. You can't tell a single soul about this place, understood?'. After, him and his brother would either relax, or train here.
Though, after his father and mother lost their life in the fire, and his brother's strange disappearance. Arthur stopped, and later, he had forgotten about his brother's and his sacred place. When one morning, at the age of fifteen, he was wandering the forest, he heard the familiar sound of a deafening roar of water. The good-looking teenager started approaching the sound, getting closer and closer. It was like the place was screaming his name, luring him closer. Once Arthur crosses the unstable bridge, and brushes through the curtain of lush, green leaves. The Devereux stood on the rocks, facing the place he forgot. Now, whenever Arthur is free, he'll escape to this great place. Alone. For the reason that, a promise is a promise.
"This is great." Arthur said, a small sigh emitting from his lips. he stood underneath the ice cold water. One, because it was relaxing. Two, because the water beating down on his skin provided him with great pleasure. Indeed, Mister Arthur Devereux was nude. Despite that, the rebellious twenty-one year old didn't seem to care.
"Hmm, whoever sees me in the nude should consider themselves fortunate." Arthur muttered, his signature smirk on his face. Yes, Arthur was an arrogant prick, and he wasn't afraid to admit it.
