I still remember the day when I brought them into the cycle.

When the midwife placed them in the embrace of my arms, nature took its course and compelled me to love them more than I love myself. A second sun rose in my life and their name is Öst Ysengrim. But, like all the stars in the world, the sun will stop shining at one point, and those who glows brighter will die faster.

Oh... how bright and brilliant Öst has shined.