An orphan girl raised by her adoptive grandfather goes down the mountain after his death and meets a swordsman (or rather, a scoundrel). Together they rob a group of lackeys serving the children of powerful officials, then set off for the capital. Along the way, she hears a strange story in bits and pieces. When she reaches the capital, she runs into many familiar faces she doesn't recognize, then begins a life with cheat-like advantages and discovers the dark version of the story she heard earlier...
That day, I fled the manor. It wasn't mischief; fate meant for us to meet.
That month, I donned armor and took up my spear, heedless of life or death, just to share your trials.
That year, I wore ten miles of red wedding finery. You were no longer there, and I could do nothing against the power and privilege.
In that lifetime, we understood and promised ourselves to each other, but it was all a dream. Though we were so close, fate kept us worlds apart.
Now, I harbor resentment and will not wait for another life.
