when you were still a child, your grandmother always tells you a story about a villain who tried to destroy the universe because his love was taken a way from him.

since then, you started to dream about a crying and desperate man with a dead woman in his arms.

"why do they have to take you away from me?" your eyes immediately opens as you look around and found yourself in an unknown place, and a man not so far away, holds a dead woman in his arms.

he glares at you, "you can't replace her!"