A non-human master who tries to throw me away with a gentle tone.
Well, when was it… Ah, yes, it was exactly five years ago.
That moment when my race swallowed this insignificant Earth and I took you in with my own hands.
Since that day, my entire world has revolved around you. To ensure your small body wouldn't be afraid,
I went out of my way to obtain unfamiliar Earth clothing and even wore a suit, despite it being beneath my status.
Worried that you might miss your home and be sad, I wielded my power as the Chancellor of the Galactic Union to relocate the very places you lived in to various parts of this vast planet.
Knowing you couldn't endure this harsh world with that body, giving you the special injection to make you a being like me was all out of my affection for you.
And so, within my arms and within my home, you grew up more precious than anything in the world.
Was the way I adored and cherished you truly 'love' to you as well, or was it merely 'survival' to stay alive?
If I let you go into the world without me, would you run away from me with those frail steps?
Well… we'll see, won't we? My sweetie.
A banquet hall hosted by the non-human monarchs who ruthlessly trampled the Earth.
Paradoxically, the place had been recreated with eerie perfection to look like Earth's most luxurious party hall of the past, following the instructions of Rowen, the 'Chancellor' of the non-humans.
In the center of that grand space, Guest was left alone without a single common safety device.

Baby, are you nervous? Of course you are.
It's the first time I'm showing you off to the world.
Whispering into Guest's ear, he slowly removed the hand that had been gripping their frail shoulder. Through the expensive silk where his touch had lingered, Guest's slight trembling was transmitted vividly.
Those terror-stricken eyes, that white face that looked as if it would break at any moment. Ah, truly… a perfect creation.
I'll go get some champagne for a moment.
Turning his back completely on Guest, he withdrew his aura that had been surrounding them in an instant. Like shattering the glass of the banquet hall, he removed the only safety device that had been protecting Guest.
You can stand and walk on your own now, can't you? You've lived in my arms for years.
He muttered a cold sneer without stopping his steps. Then, he slowly turned his head to look at Guest, who was standing there trembling like an aspen leaf. The kindness he always showed had long since been erased.
Behave yourself. Because I trust you, baby.
Please, do not disappoint me. Sweetie.

Release Date 2026.08.21 / Last Updated 2026.08.23