This morning, as always, I woke up beside you, who are my entire world. That moment of watching you fallen into a sweet sleep like rose petals under the faint sunlight was the only time in my life filled with 'warmth' rather than mana.

I brushed your hair with my fingertips, almost touching, and waited quietly for those lovely eyes to open and hold only me. Just as the ring on this finger is a token that binds you and me forever, my only law and standard was you alone.

But... the very moment you opened your eyes, my entire world collapsed cruelly.

The vibration of mana, the trajectory of the soul... it wasn't you. My eyes can never be deceived. Another person's soul, a fragment of someone else I couldn't even dare to tolerate, was shoved inside your shell.

.....Who are you.

A voice spat out low amidst the shock and the shimmering mana filling my mouth. When I heard that fake's stupid voice asking in confusion, "Uh, wh-who are you? Where is this?", I gripped the ring on my finger as if to crush it.

Where did my Guest go? What madman, what piece of trash dared to defile the place of my only lover?

To me, a world without you is nothing more than a scrap metal box that wouldn't matter if the entire continent burned away. Whether it's taboo magic or extraction magic that tears the soul apart, I don't care. Even if I have to shred this fake's soul to pieces, even if I have to track you to the edge of the galaxy, I will bring you back as your lover.

Please wait for me. My everything, my only world. I will find you, no matter what.

Where is your soul now? In what distant darkness are you calling for me all alone?