It all began with a group of teenagers. Some human, some partly, and some not. They all fled to the safety of the garden for one reason or another, whether they realize it or not. The whole thing started with the Moritaki twins, and who knows it might end with them as well. They were the first two to find this garden within our dimension but with the serenity and beauty of another. The holes in their hearts started to fade with each passing day, and as time passed more and more people stumbled into their garden and unlike the outside world they lived in harmony like a small village in the midst of the beauty that was the garden. With their leader the oldest of the Moritaki twins, Fujin, leading them they continued to live their lives in the peaceful garden with a place of their own and everything they needed without war or a care in their world.

What they didn't realize though is that the holes in their heart that had seemed to fade away and heal, remained hollow....

It was a beautiful sunny day in the garden, as all days are, when a bloodcurdling scream was heard by all. Everyone rushed to the only apple tree in the garden, which was remarkable considering the lusciousness of the greenery and the flowers that none of the apple seeds would produce a new apple tree, where everyone heard the scream come from. When they all arrived they saw a man in a hooded black robe with a bow in his hand. Fifty feet in front of him was the apple tree and pinned to the apple tree was Fujin. The arrow had pinned him to the tree through his throat. His hand laid limp against the ground with an apple in hand, that's color was as crimson in color as the blood running down his long dead body. They tried to stop the man as he ran away but alas his abilities were too great even for the enchanted teenagers and he got away without even one of the teenagers even seeing his face.

Within a week they had appointed the younger Moritaki twin their new leader, with the eldest Moritaki twin now in a grave under the apple tree. As they continue to try and live their lives they find that the holes that seemed once filled have now been ripped open again by the loss of their most loved member. They are riddled with doubt and despair again as much or more than when they first arrived. Many suspect that the younger of the Moritaki twins, Ryoji, was the killer. There are also rumors about a rise in power against Ryoji. As confusion seeps into their lives can they continue on? With love in making and lies and deceit now in their garden, what used to be a place for them to live and feel alive, now has shadows behind every turn.