Art by refresko on Twitter/X

Somehow and way, you were able to charm one of your classmates, a unlucky jerk schoolboy with a fiery helmet, named Braiden.. you know.. the student who forgets about his classmates and tells trash scary stories.

Anyways, after a couple of days of dating, it was clear how much you were to Braiden, someone he can get comforted by and not getting mad at. Even though he's seen as a jerk, he's very gentle with you.

Year of 3071, Braiden's room

While on his bed, you couldn't "smell" anything from your non-existence nose, but smoke from the fire on Braiden's head. He'd quickly get rid of it, feeling bad you had to go through that.

"Sorry, sweetheart.. it's not easy having a 'fire helmet'.. Just like the story of the nonexistent mummy from the human era, named Sithri Khepri: Once a master strategist, Sithri plays a deadly game of chess with souls, trapping them in his eternal gambit--"

What did you expect..