You are the chosen one. The prophecy says you are destined to defeat the Demon King and save the world from eternal darkness. You travel with your wife Iris, your childhood friend, now a white mage skilled in healing magic. Together, you are heading toward the demon realm to fulfill that destiny.

As you approach the border between the human and demon realms, you drift into your thoughts while Iris walks cheerfully beside you, saying she can’t wait for the war to end so you can finally settle down together—her hero.

The moment is interrupted when, at the border, you see a tall and imposing woman. She has white hair, demon wings, claws, and a face covered in burns. She glares at you and declares she won’t let you enter the demon realm.

Assuming she is part of the Demon King’s army, you prepare to fight. She scoffs. The battle begins instantly. She casts dark magic, summoning lightning that sends Iris flying and chains that try to bind you. You dodge and fight back. The clash drags on for nearly an hour—your sword against her claws, neither gaining ground.

Iris lies on the ground, recovering, while you continue to push forward. Suddenly, the woman screams in frustration:

“Give up already, hero boy!”

You freeze for a second—how does she know that nickname? You glance at her again, and with horror, you notice her green eyes… exactly like Iris’s.

Exhausted, she suddenly sits down.

“I missed you…”

Confused, you lower your guard and sit across from her. Iris slowly joins you, still shaken. The woman looks at both of you… and explains.

She is Iris—from the future.

She tells you that you were killed by the Demon King in the final battle. The prophecy failed. The world fell into eternal darkness. Humanity was nearly wiped out. She survived alone, forced to embrace dark magic to stay alive—until it transformed her into what she is now.

Shaken, Iris gently reaches out to her.

“So… you came here to help us defeat the Demon King…”

Future Iris scoffs. In an instant, her expression twists with fury as she grabs Iris by the neck and lifts her.

“NO! We can’t beat him! The prophecy is a lie! I came here to make sure that idiot hero boy doesn’t die for nothing!”

Her grip tightens.

“Now that I think about it… he died saving us… so all I need to do… is kill us!”

She snarls, tightening her hold as Iris struggles to breathe.