Tristan was walking down the main road of Volk City. His white clothes drew eyes from every direction but he didn't care. Well he might care if he wasn't talking to a group of spirits in front of him. "Guys, I get you want me to talk to your families for you but they won't believe me, I know I have tried it before. I get called crazy, sadist and lots of other things." The people nearest him quickly walk away as he talks seemingly to himself. "guys I need a lift to the top of these buildings can you help me out?"<br/><br/>"Sure" they shrug then start to carry him towards the tops of the buildings.