In the quiet moonlit night, in the vast starry sky, it is said that there is an elf in each constellation. The brightest and brightest little elf from the North Star of Ursa Minor violated the rules of heaven and was demoted to the mortal world. He also traveled through time and space and had a love-hate relationship with an ancient king...
When you meet the right person and cannot wait for the right time, can love continue? Is love everlasting and miraculous?
(It's not a tragedy)