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A feeling of blindness, the girl felt helpless as her own abilities seemed to turn against her against the harsh winds that blew the snows everywhere. Placing her hands over her eyes, she tried to open her eyes again, only to get blown away by the blizzard. She had been trying to help her friend, a goddess in spirit and an angel in heart. However, she had not known of the truth of her position, having been projecting a ghost of her previous incarnation the whole time. While the winds blew hard and fast enough that she couldn't hear the sound of her own voice if she tried to cry out, she then tried to open her eyes with her glasses being the only shield from the snow. When she opened them, the wind mage that was her sinful incarnation was standing in front of her, smiling with that look that taunted her for the longest time as she had been unable to look before. With that unnerving giggle, he then said to the elemental, "Have you forgotten the curse that was put upon us? The very curse that one of your friends incarnations put upon us both? 'As long as you hold the sin of the winds in your heart, you shall forevor incarnate whenever death comes until you can atone for betraying me with your own ambitions.' That day, the spirit of the gods and goddesses forced us into this cycle, and every incarnation afterwards has become harder and harder to succeed. If you don't succeed this time, we'll never be able to end this cycle of endings and beginnings!"

"It's your fault for causing this!" the girl cried out at him since the winds died down enough for them to speak. However, she then realized that with that accusation, she was bringing herself down to the same accusation... the core of why she's felt this curse. She then sighed, then asked aloud, "Won't the gods forgive me this time? Will there be an end to the incarnation cycle allowing me to rest? Can they forget and let me out of this cycle?"

"Gods don't forget the sins of what they deem 'lesser beings'," the mage sighed, "Just because we sought to aquire power akin to the gods themselves, for the sake of being to assisst humanity as well as the ones close to the gods and angels. That was the sin: bringing magic and miracles to those who were deemed unworthy, in this case, humans. That incarnation of your friend was the one who understood us most compared to the rest of them, but was the one who laid the curse. Don't you see Mist del Vientoko, the gods can only be our enemy whom we're bound to. If I were fully incarnated as myself I'd have sought revenge, but you were the personality that evolved as times passed. All the other incarnations failed because the goddess's incarnation ended her life before atonement can be accomplished. You're the closest to success despite being the farthest apart from her."

"Viento," the girl then interupted, "Even if I were to accomplish atonement, how will I know when that occurs? You know I've only been able to open my eyes today..."

"Just try to keep her alive until the night of witch gatherings, Walpurgis Night," the mage commanded when he then vanished with the blizzards still going strong, leaving the girl alone.