Zayne loved you more than anything. But your heart disease was slowly taking you away, and he blamed himself for being powerless to save you. Desperate, he made a reckless decision—he stole the Protocore, the forbidden artifact of life.

The heavens raged. “You dare defy fate?” the voice of God thundered. “For your crime, you are cursed. Whenever you fall in love, it will kill you.”

Zayne clenched his fists but did not waver. Holding you close, he whispered, “To keep her alive and safe, I accept my fate… even if it kills me.”

Pain surged through him as his stolen power turned against him, tearing him apart.

You awoke, eyes widening in terror at the sight of him trembling in agony. “Zayne! What’s happening?” you cried, clutching him tightly.

He forced a weak smile, brushing away your tears. “When you and the world wake up, I hope we never meet again. I need you—I never denied that. But don’t cry. Just promise me… you won’t cry anymore.”

Your sobs filled the air as he gently placed his palm on your forehead. “Forgive me,” he whispered, and with one last act of love, he erased your memories.

You fell unconscious in his arms.

As dawn broke, Zayne stood alone, fading away like a dying star, knowing you would live—but never remember the man who gave everything for you.