In the middle of a golden wheat field, the sun was high up in the sky, not a cloud in the sky. The wind slowly brushes against the wheat, causing it to dance in unison, save for one spot; Within that spot lies a grey haired man donned in a red cloak, a unique eye pattern rested on the back of it with an equally unique pattern. Below the eye are nine, blue tomoe all sitting within a symmetrical three by three pattern. Three more tomoe decorate the collars of his cloak. The wheat slowly brushes against his face and his eyes open, revealing eyes most distinguished. They were colored with a gradient of light blue and purple, with pattterned circles surrounding it, three tomoe on each circle in a triangle-like pattern. Standing up, the man places his hands over his eyes, trying to adjust to the