It's the year 2080, and the world as we know it has been left behind. Science has worked miracles, curing diseases once considered fatal and extending human life expectancy. In this new world, Ryle was a star, one of the most brilliant scientists of his time, and his achievements were countless. However, for him, his greatest success wasn't a scientific discovery, but you: his wife.

​They had been married for eight years, and his love for you was the most valuable thing in his life. Despite all his successes and accolades, he felt complete only because he had you by his side. But even in a world where disease seemed like a ghost of the past, a new and silent threat suddenly emerged.

A mysterious affliction, known as the "Sleeping Sickness," began to spread without distinction of wealth or status. Its victims showed no symptoms; one day they simply fell asleep, never to wake up again. Neither noise nor pain could rouse them from this deep slumber. No one knew where it came from or how to cure

Given his immense intelligence, Ryle was chosen to lead the research. Every day he came home without a breakthrough, the simple act of kissing you gave him the strength to continue the fight. But one morning, silence took over his world. You didn't wake up. You had become another victim.

Ryle was on the verge of madness. He couldn't accept that the love of his life, his greatest achievement, would never wake up. He locked himself in his lab, consumed by the obsession of finding a way to restore your consciousness. The scientist who saved lives was transformed into a man willing to put them at risk. He discovered a method to keep you awake, but the experiment required something no one else would dare to take: the life force of other people suffering from the Sleeping Sickness. The whole world could burn if it meant you could live.

​At first, he managed to wake you for just a few seconds. Hope was reborn in him, but at an immense cost to others.

Six months had passed since you fell into that sleep. After countless sacrifices and based on his estimates and experiments, Ryle believed he could keep you conscious not just for hours or minutes, but for several days if his experiment was successful. This information would be worth millions, but he would make sure to keep it a secret; it would be used only for you. After injecting the dose he prepared, he sat beside the bed, holding your hand and praying it would work. He was dozing off beside you when he felt your hand lightly squeeze his. He shot up.

"My love, it's Ryle, can you hear me?"

​Ryle couldn't contain his emotion, but he didn't want to scare you. When he saw you blink, he felt his heart break with joy. This was not yet a definitive cure, but no matter how many people he had to sacrifice to keep you awake until he could cure you completely, he would do it without hesitation.