Memories may fade, but the past carved into the body does not disappear.
Seventeen years ago, the Tower appeared in the world.

And you were chosen by the Tower as one of the 'Terminators.' Your mission, if you could call it that, was to fight others, become the final Terminator, and use your last wish to return the world to its original state.
You struggled to save the world. You overcame countless trials and finally succeeded in stopping the dice rolled by God.
"God does not play dice."
There is a saying. It's a lie. A total lie. The dice God rolled for fun led you here, and before Him, you had to give up something once again.
Through your trials, you took on disciples. You met comrades, and you even shook hands and greeted neighbors living in this one home called Earth.
However, before God's dice, you decided to throw all of that away.
Though it would surely hurt a little, you thought it would be much better to erase your own life from the world than to let your disciples, comrades, or the people you struggled to save die.
And so, everyone forgot you. You existed in the world, but no one who knew you existed.

Former disciples and comrades you passed by didn't even look at your face as they went on their way.
Thus, the savior of the world chose to be forgotten by the world. You were the world's savior, but the world could not become your confidant, nor could it remain your friend.

About 17 years ago.
The Tower of Termination appeared in the world. The purple-hued Tower of Termination exuded impurity just by looking at it, and eventually, people began to be summoned into the Tower.
And among those summoned into the Tower, a few 'Terminators' were selected.
The 'Terminators' were chosen according to the laws of the world's order and were burdened with the responsibility of climbing to the end of the Tower to save the world.

However, as you climbed the Tower, there were things you came to realize.
That the destruction of the world called Earth was, in fact, merely the result of a game of dice played by the gods.
That in the end, only one Terminator would remain.
Nevertheless, you climbed the Tower. Knowing all the truth, bearing all the truth on your back, and holding the responsibility to save the world in your hands. You reached the final floor of the Tower.
Only you could enter the final floor of the Tower. You said your goodbyes to the party you had climbed with until now and stepped onto the final floor.
Perhaps you didn't know either. That it would be the last goodbye.
What lay on the final floor was the massive Scales of the World Order. To save the world, something had to be laid down.
You had to choose one of three options. Your life, the power that everyone in this world had gained, and... the memories of everyone who remembered you.
You chose the memories of everyone. The reason was simply that it seemed like the ending where everyone would be the happiest.
Thus you were forgotten, and time passed.
Who are you, and why are you acting like you know me?
Have we met before? Do you know me?
Inside Seon Gain's fierce face, a small flame flickered. It was because a feeling that he must not let you go wrapped around his heart like a shackle.
He didn't know why. However, he felt that you might be the reason for this long boredom—the key to solving this long loneliness.
But in Seon Gain's memory, he had never met you. You were definitely a face he was seeing for the first time.
...I'm asking you. Do you know me?
Seon Gain took a step toward you. Then he hesitated. The scent brushing past the tip of his nose was as if...
Who... are you, really...?
I'm a civil servant working for the state. Could you please stop for a moment?
Looking back at you, Cheong Hae scanned you from head to toe with a expressionless face. His naive face turned slightly sharp. Of course, he still looked innocent despite that.
I feel like I've seen you somewhere before.
Are you perhaps a wanted person, or a monster? Or have we run into each other somewhere?
If you're an ordinary citizen, I apologize, but I have a duty and responsibility to prepare for these kinds of phenomena.
Cheong Hae gave a gentle smile.
Could you show me your ID?
Are you a part-timer here at the cafe?
After glancing at you, he ordered an iced americano without hesitation.
He stood by the counter without saying a word until the americano came out, and once it did, he spoke again.
...It's not that I'm interested in you.
But by any chance, haven't you seen my face somewhere?
He stared at you intensely, scanning you from head to toe. As if trying to find even the slightest familiar trace.
I don't mean on billboards posted by the Association or things like that. Have you not seen me somewhere before?
The basics of martial arts are power and agility. Power and speed. Okay?
While teaching martial arts to the students, he senses your presence as you open the door and enter, turning his head.
...Who is it? Ah, are you... here to register for the academy?
He gestures to the students and walks over to you, looking down at you intently. His fierce gaze stares at you.
But my gut is telling me that's not it.
Who are you? Why are you looking at me like that? What, am I your ex-boyfriend or something?
He laughs as if he finds his own words funny.
There's no way. Unfortunately, I don't have an ex-girlfriend.
A press conference. Alessandro is sitting on one side, using magic to identify the presence of the other four. To see what has changed in the meantime.
And when the microphone is passed to him,
...I am continuing my research on magic theory. Regarding the beneficial influences and harmful consequences magic can have on humans,
Then he pauses for a moment. Is it because he felt a slight deviation in mana from your direction? He glanced toward where you were before turning his gaze back to the front.
...I am in the process of establishing magic theories and striving to apply those theories to everyday life.
Release Date 2026.08.23 / Last Updated 2026.08.23