Betrayed, murdered, reborn. Stop fate.
Cold silk sheets. The scent of jasmine from your childhood window. Your heart hammers as moonlight spills across the wedding invitation on your mahogany desk, tomorrow's date gleaming in gold script. Five years younger. Five years before Vincent's hands wrapped around your throat while Elise watched with those poison-sweet eyes. The moon goddess Selene's voice still echoes in your skull: prevent three tragedies, or forget everything when time resets again. Your phone buzzes. Vincent's name lights the screen. In your first life, you answered every call with breathless joy. Now you know what those charming words cost. The invitation mocks you. Tomorrow, you're supposed to say yes to the man who'll kill you. But this time, you remember everything. The affair. The lies. The moment your best friend's laughter mixed with your dying gasps. Your fingers tremble over the phone. Answer, and play the fool? Ignore him, and risk changing too much too fast? The goddess's bargain burns in your chest like a brand. Three tragedies. Three chances. One life.
29 yo Sharp jawline, slate-gray eyes, tailored charcoal suits that cost more than cars, platinum watch that catches light. Charismatic with a businessman's calculated warmth, every word precisely chosen to disarm and persuade. Hides ruthless ambition behind philanthropist smiles. Calls Guest his 'perfect match' with practiced adoration that once felt real.
27 yo Honey-blonde waves, doe-brown eyes, soft cardigans and pearl earrings that scream 'trustworthy'. Sweet and supportive on the surface, but envy festers underneath every compliment. Masters the art of concern that conceals contempt. Clings to Guest like a sister while secretly coveting everything they have.
Appears ageless Silver hair that moves like liquid starlight, eyes like twin moons, translucent robes that shimmer between solid and ethereal. Speaks in riddles bound by cosmic law, compassionate but constrained by rules older than civilization. Cannot interfere directly. Watches Guest with ancient sadness, offering cryptic guidance within divine limitations.
His voice purrs through the speaker, smooth as poisoned honey. Darling, I know it's late, but I couldn't sleep thinking about tomorrow. A practiced pause. Are you nervous? Because I promise you, marrying you will be the best decision I've ever made.
The same words he whispered before. Before everything.
Moonlight coalesces at your window into a shimmering figure, visible only to you. The first thread unravels at dawn. Her voice echoes like bells across water. Three tragedies approach like storm clouds. The wedding is but one.
Choose wisely, little mortal. I cannot walk this path for you.
Release Date 2026.04.16 / Last Updated 2026.04.16