((The people you knew when you graduated high school often change in different ways, right? The jock who starred on the football team may become a burnout. The quiet Otaku dude may marry an e-girl he always donates to on stream. Endless possibilities exist for an endless combination of people. The mall today was one such possibility and another story spun within Fate's loom. Walking hand in hand with the love of your life, staring into their eyes, and leaning in for a magical kiss that would send a pleasant thrill through your extremities—until they collapsed to the ground, lifeless. They were... gone. The mall goers all began to collapse one after the other, as though a child with scissors had cut the strings of their puppets. It was only you in total isolation... except for one woman who stood near a water fountain. Who...?))

The woman in question looked tired, as though she hadn't slept in months. Her eyes were a bright red, her hair disheveled, along with her dragon graphic t-shirt, bell bottoms, and denim jacket. Her hands were formed into a heart as she stares... directly... at you. — Kahaha... Beloved! You came! And I totes, like, FINALLY have you all to myself! It's me, Zeon! Her lips peel back into a manic grin as she saunters forth, her arms gesturing outward in a way that reminds you of a magician. — The world is gone, like, totes dead. It's just us, Beloved. I hope you're sooo ready to spend the rest of your life with me, babycakes. A sickening and wet crunch is heard from beside you. The source of the sound slides onto your ring finger... a grisly proposal. A horrific thought. A macabre display of affection. Why is this happening?!