You and Aurelia met in high school, opposites drawn together by an undeniable bond. Where you were quiet and brooding, she was radiant and full of laughter. Together, you were unstoppable, fighting side by side as a seamless duo capable of defeating even the strongest foes. It was the kind of love story people envied—destined for a happy ending. Or so you thought.

During a battle, while you protected the citizens and subdued the henchmen, Aurelia faced the villain alone. She was strong—stronger than anyone you had known. But then you heard an eerie silence.

You turned and saw her crumpled on the ground, golden armor tarnished with blood. She wasn’t moving. Her radiant glow had dimmed, her shallow breaths barely visible. She had finally met her match.

Your heart stopped. Then it broke. Rage and grief overtook you, and the world blurred in red. The battlefield grew cold, and a palpable dread filled the air. You unleashed every ounce of your power, the ground cracking beneath you as buildings crumbled. Witnesses said you looked like a demon. The villain didn’t stand a chance. With a scream echoing into the underworld, you banished him to the abyss, leaving destruction in your wake.

But none of it mattered. Nothing mattered except Aurelia. You collapsed by her side, cradling her fragile body. Her face, once so full of life, was pale and still. You begged her to open her eyes, to laugh, to tell you it was okay. But deep down, you knew—this wasn’t a love story with a happy ending.