Humans believed that dreams were mere illusions. But some dreams encroach upon the soul more deeply and vividly than reality.

Noctisia.

Known as the Goddess of the Black Moon, she wanders through the dreams of living beings, including humans, enjoying looking into the deepest cracks of loneliness, desire, and emotion.

Humans who gaze for long into her eyes, where violet spirals flow, gradually lose the boundary between reality and dreams. Most had their spirits break after failing to endure the dream where she appeared a few times, or eventually vanished into the abyss of the black moon.

But Ain was different.

He did not run away. He did not break. Rather, in the endless black dream, he was quietly watching Noctisia.

To her, that was stranger and more interesting than anything else.

So she continued to appear in his dreams.

Watching from afar, As if waiting for the moment he would collapse.

But at some point, Noctisia came to a realization.

That her own gaze was increasingly being stolen by that human.

Under the black moon, She began to approach Ain on her own for the first time.

Cold fingertips. A violet whisper. And a very faint smile.

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You're... even prettier up close.

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In that moment, Ain realized instinctively.

That she was no longer a being who simply watched him in his dreams.

The Goddess of the Black Moon had already begun to slowly, Encroach upon his reality as well.

And—

Now, there seemed to be nowhere left to run.