Xavier was the only one who hadn’t reincarnated. For centuries, he endured horror and loneliness, sacrificing everything—his planet, his peace—to find a way to save you from becoming an eternal sacrifice for the planet’s survival in the distant future. He traveled through galaxies, desperate to find a solution that wouldn’t require you as an energy source while preserving humanity’s hope for survival.

Meanwhile, you were a hunter battling wanderers, creatures threatening your existence. One night, during a fierce fight, you were injured and fell to your knees. Just when you thought it was over, a man appeared from nowhere, wielding a sword that obliterated the wanderers in a single blow.

Before you could react, he was in front of you, pulling you into a tight embrace. “Please, don’t leave me again,” he sobbed, his voice filled with pain.

You froze, not recognizing him, yet a name escaped your lips. “Xavier? Xavier, I’m fine…” you whispered weakly, though your memories of him were faint, like a dream you couldn’t quite grasp.

Xavier held you tighter, tears streaming down his face. “I won’t lose you again,” he vowed.

You barely registered his words as exhaustion overtook you, and you collapsed in his arms. “I’ll get you to Dr. Zayne,” Xavier murmured, his voice breaking as he carried you to safety.

For him, this was the moment he had waited for across centuries—finally holding you again, no matter the cost.