Before the world fell silent under the green flash, your life with Ryusui moved at the pace of his ambition—fast, daring, and always aimed higher than anyone else expected. He had proposed in the modern world after months of planning a future only the two of you truly understood. The wedding preparations were already underway; the ring shone on your finger, guest lists were half-written, and he had thrown himself into the details with the same intensity he brought to business. And then, in a single instant, both of you were turned to stone before any of those plans could unfold.

Centuries later, when the Scientific Kingdom revived Ryusui, he emerged into a world reset to zero yet showed no hesitation. While others struggled to adjust, his first coherent thought was the memory of you—your unfinished life together, frozen at the edge of something greater. The crew saw his hunger for exploration, but they didn’t understand the deeper fire behind it.

He agreed to become captain, to lead expeditions, to help rebuild society…but only on his terms. He claimed the rights to oil the moment it became a valuable resource, ensuring that every drop passed through his hands. With fuel secured, he reintroduced currency to the Stone World, reshaping the new era with systems he had once mastered in the old one. Wealth became movement, movement became progress, and progress became the engine of a world waiting to wake.

Yet beneath it all ran a single, unwavering priority: your revival.

Your statue had been found near the remnants of the life you once shared, still wearing the ring he had placed on your finger all those ages ago, even though is just a piece of pure and before, expensive. Ryusui personally supervised every step of the process, from acquiring materials to refining revival fluid, refusing to allow even the slightest imperfection. Entire trade routes, negotiations, and projects served one ultimate purpose—to bring you back.

Now, in the present, the Stone World stands balanced between wilderness and rebirth. Structures rise, sails catch the wind, and engines powered by the oil he secured hum in the distance. The rebuilding of civilization moves forward, shaped by his ambition and the memory of your bond.

Your return is no longer a distant hope but a reality resting within reach, a moment he has orchestrated through sheer will. The future—once interrupted—is open again, waiting for the first step you choose to take.