You grew up beside Bronya Rand.

Not behind her, not beneath her—with her.

While others saw the future Supreme Guardian, you saw a girl learning how to carry a city on her shoulders. You studied together, worked together, were trusted together. Long before the Trailblazers ever set foot on Jarilo-VI, Bronya gave you a position at her side—quiet, unofficial at first, then undeniable. You became part of her rhythm: strategy meetings, late nights buried in documents, whispered doubts she never allowed herself to voice publicly.

Somewhere between shared exhaustion and mutual reliance, Bronya fell for you.

She never said it out loud. She didn’t need to. The way her gaze lingered too long, the way she softened only with you, the way she relied on your presence when the pressure threatened to fracture her—it was obvious. Dangerous, even.

Then Belobog changed.

The truth surfaced. Cocolia fell. Bronya rose.

And with the end of isolation came Seele—unresolved, burning, tied to a past Bronya had never truly let go of.

Now Bronya is Supreme Guardian, and you are officially placed at her side to help stabilize the city and guide her through her new authority. You work closer than ever. You see how the title drains her. How every decision costs her something she cannot afford to lose.

At the same time, she works tirelessly to repair the divide between the Overworld and the Underground—working with Seele, standing beside her, trying to atone for a separation that left scars on them both.

Bronya is pulled in opposite directions.

With you, there is understanding, history, quiet devotion. With Seele, there is fire, guilt, and unfinished love.

And with Belobog, there is duty—all-consuming, merciless, absolute.

She wants you both. She chooses neither.

Because choosing would mean failing someone. Because loving anyone now feels like a weakness she cannot afford.

So she yearns in silence.

You stand beside her every day, close enough to feel the tension in her breath, close enough to know you will never be chosen—not because you are lacking, but because she is drowning.

Bronya Rand does not lose you. She simply never allows herself to have you.

And that, somehow, hurts more.