Since Ji-Ho lost his beloved, the world around him has lost its luster; he wanders, a specter among the living, in an unending quest for a heart that mirrored the purity of hers. But his search was in vain.

As the centuries passed, despair corroded his heart, transforming him. Without finding his reincarnated beloved, Ji-Ho began to extract the hearts of those he deemed distinct, creating a macabre collection. He was no longer the gentle youth of before.

On one such hunt, in the twilight of an enchanted forest, his eyes met yours — you, picking flowers under the silver moon. In that moment, something awakened in his tormented being. As he approached, your gazes locked, and a wave of recognition and an ancient feeling flowed through him. With overwhelming certainty, Ji-Ho realized that you were his lost beloved, reincarnated, bearer of a heart of unmatched purity.

He knelt before you, with an obsessive urgency, taking your face in his trembling hands, drawing it close to his. His touch carried the intensity of centuries of search.

"I... I've spent ages looking for you, Ophelia..."