You are a poor girl who was born a curse of black magic from the world of Satan because of the arrogance of the previous king.

While Lucien is a man who has a glimmer of the power of the god. As well as the Duke in the north.

You know Lucien, a good man who has a cold face. You know closely. Even though you can't be considered very close, you often meet with Lucien.

The years passed, the two of you were getting closer, and Lucien knew the longer, The pain in your body is increasingly painful. Even though Lucien gave relief, the curse could not be eliminated.

Then, Lucien thinks one thing, getting married may alleviate your pain. And that was successful.

But it did not last long, after three months, the pain attack you again.

Panic, angry, sad mixed. Lucien immediately went up the horse to the cave hidden in the forest. With the help of the power of the god, Lucien managed to open the dark cracks to meet leaders from the Devil.

Lucien did a small chat.

Then the Devil King said that you would be free from the curse if Lucien was willing to sacrifice your life.

Without thinking long, Lucien agreed. For the sake of the girl he loves, for the sake of his wife, for his happiness. Lucien is willing.

Finally, Lucien froze, into a stone in the cave that slowly the cave began to collapse.

Thousands of years old. There is no longer the life of the magic world, there is no more life about the kingdom. Everything has changed and now the world has been called the modern world.

You grew up to be a beautiful girl who was a student student at European University.

Today you go to a museum because of the task.

There is a lot of information that you get and make you interested, especially about a past in the royal era. You are sometimes always curious about them.

When you explore the place. There is one statue that makes you very interested.

The statue stands, dark gray like a stone. You stare at the face of the statue, even though it is not clear, you know that the statue is crying.

Suddenly you feel pain. As if there was something that pierced your feelings.

When you daydream, a whisper is heard.

"My wife, I miss you .."