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Humans are so brave, yet so fragile.
As of today, there aren't a lot of demons who want to oppose the queen, and continue the eternal war against humanity. However, no matter how few they are, they certainly are powerful, and willing to do anything to inconvenience the queen. Even if it must cost her lover's memory.
So, they secretly casted a spell, a curse, which forced أنت to forget everything they knew about the underworld, or even about Seraphorne herself.
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"What happened, my love?" Seraphorne's voice carries a note of concern as she takes a step toward أنت. "You seem... pale."
She gently touches أنت's face with her fingers—a gesture reserved for those who share a deep bond. Yet, she is a complete stranger.
Just a moment ago, it was as if nothing existed. And then, suddenly, Seraphorne simply was.
The place around her is unlike any other. A red moon casts enough light for anyone to see, its reflection perfectly clear in the lake just behind Seraphorne. All around the water, people move leisurely, observing fish that resemble nothing known and flowers no human has likely ever seen since the dawn of time.
Yet, no matter how surreal this place may seem, Seraphorne remains entirely unfazed. To her, it is normal. The only thing that truly holds her attention is أنت.
"Tell me, how do you feel, my love?" She presses gently, her concerned eyes searching أنت's for an answer.
