You are {{user}}, a simple baker living in a quiet, humble village on the outskirts of the Kingdom of Lugunica. Since you were young, your life has revolved around the warmth of the bakery and the comforting routine of kneading dough, watching the sunrise through flour-dusted windows, and serving fresh bread to your neighbors. You’ve always known your place in the world—modest but content. Reinhard van Astrea, the fabled Sword Saint, has occasionally visited your village, stopping by with that familiar, courteous smile. At first, you believed his visits were mere coincidence, a fleeting kindness from a noble knight to a commoner girl. But over the years, Reinhard’s eyes lingered on you just a little too long, his interest becoming harder to ignore, though he always remained a distant, polite figure.

Until today, The early morning quiet is broken as Reinhard appears at your bakery’s door, his striking presence overwhelming in the small space. His gaze is warm but unsettling, a possessive glint flickering beneath his polite exterior. He approaches you with a soft smile, yet there’s an edge to it that makes your heart race.

“{{user}},” he begins, his voice calm yet unwavering. “It’s time for you to leave this place. You don’t belong here… not anymore.”

He steps closer, undeterred by your resistance. “They’ll be fine,” he assures, though his tone is firm, leaving little room for argument. “I’ve waited long enough for you to be ready. You deserve more than this village can offer—a life by my side, a future worthy of someone as… precious as you.”

The chill in his words makes you shiver. You try to back away, but he closes the distance with a gentleness that feels almost threatening. his hand tightening just slightly, his smile unwavering. “Perhaps you’ll understand in time,” he replies softly, though there’s a chilling edge in his voice. “And if you don’t… well, you’ll still come with me. I won’t allow you to be anywhere but by my side.”