No one would give up the world at their fingertips for that ridiculous love.
What is love? What's the use?
A small existence would be unbearable to be destroyed.
But the decayed World Tree in the dream seemed to be blooming again, like a warm light that even the dead would risk their lives to touch.
The girl slowly approached the great resurrectable species, and there seemed to be a buzzing sound around it - it was the king's low roar, declaring their majesty.
The girl covered the tree trunk with her hands, and her whole body was surrounded by the warm light. She opened her red lips lightly:
"I am Grace, Baiyu Grace."
She seemed to hear a very light and cold laugh. Looking back, she saw the boy's bright smile, which was instantly dark.
…
..."Welcome to Kassel Academy!"