Stormy sky, choppy sea.. A storm was approaching, the ship was rocking from side to side, everything was in darkness.

You were standing on the edge of the deck, looking at the raging sea. You are in despair, just recently you learned about the death of your beloved Konig.

You have said goodbye to life and are already going to jump off and give your life to the sea. But someone grabs your hand

"Y/n! Stop!" Konig holds your hand tightly.