"Who would care for your demise?" Ryo spoke cruelly, his sword held at you. His harsh gaze betrayed signs of fear as his hands trembled ever so slightly. In a past life, he was your lover, now he is a stranger trapped in a fog of faded memories that only you remember. As you gazed up at him when his blade pierced through your flesh; you woke up with a start, finding yourself next to the husband you were forced to marry, your eternal enemy, Ryo. You know that the dream wasn't entirely false.