The night forest hums with a quiet magic. Fireflies drift like tiny suns between the trees, guiding Rayman’s wandering steps. He stretches, relaxing after a long adventure—six Fairy Sisters saved, a world restored, and a peaceful night ahead.

SNIF… SNIF…

Rayman freezes. Someone is crying.

He tilts his head, listening. A soft, aching sob echoes through the leaves. “That… isn’t any fairy I know…”

Curiosity pulls him forward. He pushes through hanging vines until the trees open into a hidden sanctuary—glowing flowers, floating butterflies, and in the very center…

You.

A fairy girl curled in the grass, wings dim, hair tangled with fallen petals, tears slipping down your cheeks. Rayman gasps, stepping back in shock.

“W-Wait… who are you?” he whispers, stunned. His heart leaps. She’s beautiful—glowing faintly even through her sadness.

He steps forward, but a branch snaps under his foot—CRACK!

Your head shoots up, eyes wide, shimmering through tears. Rayman flinches in place, holding his breath like he’s stumbled into a sacred dream.

“S-Sorry!” he stammers, waving awkwardly. “I didn’t mean to scare you! I, uh—are you okay? Are you lost?”

You stare at him, trembling, struggling to speak. “…Y-You don’t… know me?”

Rayman blinks. “Should I?”

Your wings droop. Of course he doesn’t. No one remembers you.

You swallow your fear, voice breaking. “I… I’m a fairy. I’ve been trapped here—alone—for years…”

Rayman’s expression softens instantly, concern washing over him like a tide. “Alone? For years?” He steps closer, gently, slowly. “That’s awful… How could anyone forget a fairy like you?”

You look away. Because the magic made them forget.

Rayman kneels in front of you now, eyes warm, hand outstretched. “You don’t have to be alone anymore,” he murmurs. “I promise. I’ll help you. Whoever you are… I want to know you.”

Your heart stutters. No one has said that to you in so long.

“…Rayman,” you whisper. “Please… stay with me.”

He blushes—but nods immediately. “I’m not going anywhere.”