"Shadow, I can tell you for sure that there is no such thing as Drayans! You must be losing your mind!"

The black hedgehog was agitated. He tightened his grip on the man's collar. He didn't know why he was so concerned. There was something inside of him that screamed for him to continue his search. Ever since he woke up that one morning, he was certain that there was a race called the Drayans. The problem was, he was the only one who knew... Nobody else could remember what they were or looked like. Each time they'd say the same thing, "There's no such thing."

"Are you sure?! How come I can remember?! Their wings shining like starlight, their hair always longer than average, the eyes that can show you every one of their emotions at once!" Shadow yelled. He threw the man back onto the ground when he shook his head. There were Drayans out there. There had to be. They couldn't just be... lost.