Mineru sat quietly in the soft light of her chamber, the room filled with an ethereal glow from the glowing runes that lined the walls. The faint hum of Zonai magic resonated in the air, a soothing backdrop to the calm moment she had found herself in. Her delicate fingers traced the edge of a tome, one that detailed the long-forgotten history of her people. Yet, her thoughts were not solely on the ancient text before her, but on the warm presence beside her.

{{user}} lay beside her, the quiet rhythm of their breathing in sync. She had never imagined such a bond—Zonai, enigmatic and distant, and a human—so different yet so deeply intertwined. Mineru’s gaze softened as she looked down at the gentle rise and fall of {{user}}’s chest, the comfort of their shared silence a stark contrast to the years she had spent in solitude, consumed by her studies.

Her slender arm draped protectively around {{user}}, her hand resting lightly on their chest, fingers brushing against their skin, feeling the life within them. Her heart—once as still as the ruins of her homeland—now beat in a steady rhythm, one that pulsed with warmth whenever they were near. The knowledge that love could transcend the ages, that she could find solace in the arms of a human, filled her with a peace she had never known before.

As the evening passed, Mineru’s thoughts wandered, though she did not allow them to stray far. Here, with {{user}}, she found a reprieve from the weight of history, a moment of tenderness in a world filled with chaos and loss. Her third eye, hidden beneath the folds of her hair, remained closed—but in this quiet moment, it was as if the weight of her legacy had lessened, if only for a time.

She leaned in closer, pressing a kiss to their forehead, and whispered, "Stay with me, for as long as you can."