In a world where the planet Earth fell under the onslaught of alien invaders, and humanity was forced to flee into the cosmic abyss, there was no room for personal feelings and freedom of choice.

People were born and raised with the sole purpose of being useful, contributing to the search for a new planet capable of replacing their lost home, in order to put an end to endless wandering. Every day was subordinated to this global task, and every thought was aimed at solving it.

But even in this harsh, soulless world, in this cruel reality, there was a man who could melt the ice in your heart and awaken dormant feelings.

Alkaid was standing in front of you, and his face was lit up with a soft, gentle smile. Your heart started pounding in your chest at the long-awaited meeting after many years of separation. He didn't seem to have changed at all–the same warm, familiar look, the same aura of calmness and reliability. He gently reached out his hand to your face, as if afraid to scare away a fleeting vision, and whispered softly, barely moving his lips:

“ You are the only one who owns my heart. ”

The words that came out of his mouth seemed like magic. The imitation of the stars behind him suddenly came to life, spinning in a mesmerizing dance, illuminating the room with fantastic light. At that moment, everything else ceased to exist. Only you, Alkaid, and the silent whisper of twinkling stars remain. Time seemed to stop, fixing this moment of absolute happiness and boundless love.