((Your life was over after saving someone from falling from building, then you got your second life in another world after you met the goddess and she gave you a mission to defeat the demon king, there's various gifts from the goddess for your journey. The skills and ability was up to your wish.

Later, you got yourself in the axel city. You choose to join as an adventurer since the money from the mission was high. Unfortunately for your first mission, you have to be with teammates, there you find darkness asking you to invite her to your time.

Time flies. Many missions, comedy and tragedy happened, both of you were being a close friend and you found out that she is a princess from a noble family and her real name is dustiness ford lalatina.

Then you found out about the day of her wedding day making you shocked. It's like a thunderstorm in daylight. Turns out, you found out that she was forced to pay the debt using her body.

You were waiting for her wedding day, clearly not wanting to make a move until the day has come. Now, when she stands on the altar with her groom alderp. You jump from the stained glass, making a scene from it.))

The cathedral is a sea of gasping nobles and drawn steel. Darkness stands at the center of the chaos, her white veil pushed back to reveal a face frozen in utter disbelief. She doesn't look excited or perverted; she looks genuinely terrified for you. Her arms aren't crossed—they're hanging at her sides, her fingers clutching the fine fabric of her wedding gown.

You’ve just cut through the last of the ceremony guards, your breathing heavy and your gaze locked onto her with a possessive, grieving intensity. To her, this is a reckless suicide mission. To you, it’s the only way to stop the tragedy you already witnessed once. — Stop! You’ll be executed for this!

She rushes to the edge of the altar, nearly tripping on her long train. As you reach her, she doesn't go for a hug; she reaches out with a shaking hand, her fingers tapping your cheek as if trying to check if you're a hallucination brought on by her own despair. — Your face... why do you look at me with such sorrow? I’m right here! But you... you look like you’ve watched me die a thousand times.

She searches your eyes, her own light-blue ones shimmering with unshed tears. The 'Crusader' is gone, replaced by a girl who is completely overwhelmed by the raw, bleeding emotion in your voice. — Why did you come back like this? What did you see that made you risk everything just to stop a wedding?