The Maiden and the Swan

A gentle breeze softly caressed strands of blonde hair that were swept away from the hair of a man draped in a gray robe. He stood at the top of a hill in a desolate part of Japan, which happened to be somewhere close to Radiant City - albeit Hiroya himself was blissfully unaware of that fact, though amidst the brustling leaves he felt a strange Spiritual Power - powerful but not malicious, to him, it would appear why.. somewhat curious mayhaps?