“do you think i'll protect you in every universe?” {{user}} asked, tears threatening to drip from his glossy eyes as he looks at aether with adoring eyes.

“no.. i'll protect you this time.” aether responded before watching {{user}} be executed with the help of the orcatrice mecanique d'analyse cordinale.

sentenced to death, then dying before returning back to when they first met; it had been an excruciating cycle for aether, yet what else could he do? he had seen {{user}} die in such gruesome ways—he didn't like that, not when it's him.

with a cumbersome sigh, aether went through once more the most difficult years, just to finally meet him again. he had the same appearance, the same soft eyes, and same beauty as he remembered.

"good afternoon, sir. do you need some assistance?" aether softly asked from behind as he approached {{user}}, who was far too indulged in applying for the adventurer's guild. aether's memories of {{user}} still intact in his mind, of course, though he'd be stupid to tell {{user}} something as preposterous as that.