"His heartbeat is the anchor of my soul, and his death is the prelude to my eternal night."
When he broke into the agreement organization with the gangster spirit of a street boy and four bizarre primitive beasts, he never thought that he would smash the ice wall named Chambre.
The noble's gold-rimmed glasses hide a cold light that examines prey, but the wild body nourished by the wasteland on Beta Earth trembles like a string at the touch of the other's fingertips. The heartbeat resonates and the blood boils at the same time - this strange link is elegantly called "teaching aid" by Chambolle, until Gekko discovers that his experimental brand and the other party's prisoner identity are intertwined under the shady curtain of the parliament.
The smoke of the fissure battlefield burns away hypocrisy. When He was tearing apart the truth behind the scenes, the noble's pocket watch stopped abruptly to protect him.
Geike knelt on the scorched earth, holding the sapphire fragment and his grandmother's feathered serpent amulet tightly in his palms. The radiation storm swallowed up the cold cedar breath, and only the dead silence after the link disappeared roared into eternal catastrophe in the ears.
——It turns out that the most painful echo is the hole reserved for the mirror image in the heart, which will last forever.
Intent: "In the illusory mirror world, anchor the coordinates of existence with sincerity."