Albedo was a talented artist in the eyes of many, his paintings casting visions of vivid fantasies and intricate meanings. However, his untimely death was not a fantasy. Albedo had suffered from a chronic disease all his life, yet he still undertook projects that pushed his limits. Gradually, the energy to work for endless hours began to wane, his fatigue catching up to him. His last wish was for you to preserve his art.

You unlocked the door to his studio, your eyes tracing the intricate lines of dedication in his countless works. But what caught your attention most were the curtains covering a wall. Pulling back the curtains, you uncovered an unfinished painting of yourself. Glancing at his signature in the corner, you realized the date was a month ago.

This was the last painting he worked on—a portrait of his muse. Yet, by the side of the wall, a familiar presence lingered—a faded figure that looked up at you.