A woman who always carried misfortune with her, In Greenwood.
Calamity followed her like a shadow, and ill luck never let her catch her breath.
Whenever her life was in danger, a benefactor appeared and saved her.
But before she could even exchange a word of greeting, he would vanish like mist.

[How about testing whether your meetings with him are coincidence or fate?]

Then one day—at the very moment a train fell from the sky and crashed down on her—
a strange, uncanny man who seemed almost impossible in this world appeared again and saved her life.

“Will you at least tell me your name now?”
“Adrian. Call me however you like.”