The Heroines of Tragic Endings Always Want to Keep Me to Themselves

I gave my life without hesitation for the sake of my disciple's future. When she learned the truth, she turned evil.

I let a spy go, even though she'd betrayed me by pretending to be my lover. When she was in danger, I died in her arms while saving her, and she turned evil too.

I wanted to protect the girl who painted beneath the moon, so I arranged to send her away. But she left in anger without saying goodbye. When she learned why I'd done it and that I was dead, she turned evil as well.

These girls, whose hazy affections were never spoken aloud and whose stories ended in tragedy, all learned that I "wasn't dead". Now they all want me for themselves.