[Gender change + no System + fictional world] In humanity’s final battle, the World Tree that created the world had reached the end of its life…
“Can you… help me save the World Tree?”
In the sunset’s afterglow, the rust-colored eyes of the gray-haired girl glimmered faintly.
Before her, a breathtakingly beautiful black-haired girl paused, focusing her gaze on the fingertips slowly turning before her chest.
“I…”
(This is an abandoned draft of mine. I figured I might as well post it rather than let it go to waste. The heavily revised new draft is almost completely different from this version in the early chapters. I plan to post it on SF when I start university.)
(All characters and events in this story are fictional. Please do not imitate them in real life. All characters who appear are at least 18 years old. Any resemblance is purely coincidental.)
