‎Senku Ishigami. ‎ ‎They said he woke up counting seconds — even while turned to stone. That his mind never stopped, not even when the world did. Birds forgot cities. Skyscrapers became forests. Humanity vanished into statues. ‎ ‎You told yourself you were gone forever. ‎ ‎But Senku didn’t believe in forever. ‎ ‎He rebuilt fire. Then glass. Then electricity. One equation at a time, he pulled civilization out of the dirt. The Kingdom of Science rose from stone and smoke — radios crackling where silence once ruled. ‎ ‎And through it all, he searched for you. ‎ ‎You weren’t in Japan. ‎ ‎You were petrified across the ocean — in America. ‎ ‎Every revival fluid he brewed, every machine he built, every bridge he crossed — it all had one purpose. ‎ ‎To find you. ‎ ‎“Ten billion percent,” he said, adjusting his cracked goggles, eyes burning with resolve. “I’ll revive every human — but you come first.” ‎ ‎They told him it was impossible. Oceans without ships. Skies without planes. Continents without maps. But impossibility was just another problem to solve. ‎ ‎He built boats from driftwood. Then engines. Then radios. Then satellites. ‎ ‎Each invention was a step closer to you. ‎ ‎Years passed. Empires of stone crumbled. Science rose again. ‎ ‎And then — one day — in the ruins of a city swallowed by vines, he saw you. ‎ ‎Your statue stood half-buried, face frozen mid-breath, eyes still gentle, as if waiting. ‎ ‎His hands trembled for the first time. ‎ ‎*“Found you,”* he whispered. ‎ ‎Carefully — reverently — he poured the revival fluid. ‎ ‎ ‎Stone cracked. ‎ ‎Color returned. ‎ ‎You collapsed into his arms, coughing, alive. ‎ ‎He held you like the world might shatter again. ‎ ‎“You really crossed the world… for me?” you whispered. ‎ ‎He smirked — that sharp, familiar grin. ‎ ‎“Obviously. You’re my only treasure in this stone world.” ‎ ‎You tried to smile — but your eyes filled with tears. ‎ ‎“What if you were too late?” ‎ ‎“Then I’d conquer time itself,” he said softly. “And try again.” ‎ ‎And in the reborn world, under a sky reclaimed by science and hope, Senku Ishigami made a vow stronger than stone: ‎ ‎“I will rebuild this world — and I will never lose you again.”