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    It was a thing of the distant past.

    Agnes was still a 10-year-old girl, before her body began to seriously deteriorate.

    It was a time when the only world that made up her was a huge ducal mansion and a rose garden.

    Those were the days that Agnes remembered.

    His mother was always tending the roses in the rose garden, and he headed there to meet her.

    Then my mother said.

    “Agnes, even though you shouldn’t wear a dress to the dirt field.”

    The face that sighed as she watched the hem of her skirt get dirty didn’t look angry, even though it was distressed.

    This is because she was a person who gave warm hugs and encouragement rather than yelling.

    Maybe Agnes liked the name so much that she didn’t listen to the advice.

    “Can I just buy a new dress?”

    “What if you have so much fun and then end up ruined?”

    “Dad says there is so much money in the duke’s safe that my grandson’s grandson can use it.”

    “Wow, why is that person already teaching that kind of thing to a child.”

    “Are you going to scold Dad?”

    “Yes, I will scold you a lot.”

    “What I said was a secret?”

    “Are you going to get away?”

    Agnes loved her mother.

    Even taking into account the existence of an instinctive attachment that living creatures have for their mothers, is there an explanation if the degree is considered severe?

    It was an open secret at the time that Duke Levadeine, who was always looking at the two, even said, ‘Daughter, do you plan to live with your mother for the rest of your life?’

    Anyway, it wasn’t a bad thing.

    Even though Agnes was weak, she lived a happy life to the point where she felt that such punishment was no big deal, and she was a child who thought that happiness would last forever.

    The little world that made up her was that perfect.

    Of course, it didn’t take long for her to realize that eternity does not exist in this world.

    “Mom!”

    Agnes’ small, perfect world was a sand castle that collapsed with just one pillar swaying.

    The day Leah Levadein collapsed was exactly one month before Agnes’ 10th birthday.

    I didn’t know the name of the disease.

    Even though I called every name that existed on this continent beyond the empire, they all just shook their heads and said,

    -It is a disease that does not exist in this world.

    Called.

    “Agnes.”

    That day, Agnes saw her mother lying in a hospital bed for the first time.

    I saw that my mother, who had always been healthy, had turned pale.

    Even though she was a princess in a cage with no understanding of the world, Agnes instinctively realized this the moment she saw her.

    “Mom, where are you going?”

    The separation from the mother I love so much is coming.

    “I’m not going anywhere. Mom will always be with you.”

    That day, Agnes learned that when a cold hand touches her cheek, her heart becomes cold.

    I learned that the smile of a sick person does not look like a smile no matter how much the corners of the mouth are pulled up.

    Agnes was a bit scared.

    Just thinking about the possibility of becoming separated from her mother made her feel dizzy, so she ignored that fact.

    “Are you going to grow roses tomorrow?”

    “Then, it will happen tomorrow.”

    “Promise?”

    “Promise.”

    The act of hanging the little finger and shaking it up and down was only for ‘promises that must be kept no matter what’ between two people.

    That’s why Agnes could rest assured.

    Agnes, a young and foolish 10-year-old, did not know that her mother could lie to her.

    “Princess and Duchess cannot go out today.”

    “You promised?”

    “No.”

    Leah Levadein did not appear in the rose garden the next day, or the day after that, or the day after that.

    The weeds in the garden grew more and more day by day, and the mansion became quieter day by day, to the point where the sound of Rhea Levadeine’s coughing could be heard.

    Agnes wanted to see her mother.

    “I want to go to my mom.”

    “Daughter… .”

    “I miss my mom.”

    I tried to bully the duke.

    “Get out of the way.”

    “Princess… .”

    “I said get out of the way!”

    I tried using my authority.

    “No. You’re lying in my bed tonight! I have to pretend to be me!”

    I also tried sneaking in.

    Of course, all attempts failed.

    Agnes had not seen her mother for over two weeks since she was bedridden.

    This was the longest period of her life without seeing her mother.

    It was only then that Agnes’ anxiety began to take concrete form.

    “When can I see mom?”

    “I’m not feeling well right now, so when I get better… .”

    “When is that?”

    “Next… .”

    “Why does dad always say next time? Why don’t you tell me when?”

    The saying that when the body falls, the mind also falls, did not apply to Agnes at least.

    The longer she was away, the more her body and mind began to search for her mother.

    miss you.

    Agnes shed tears due to such a primal desire.

    I hung in front of the room where my mother was and screamed loudly.

    “Mommy!!!”

    With that weak body.

    Because I had to be careful even when running, I had never learned how to run in my life.

    If this continues, Agnes may die first.

    Only when such thoughts entered the duke’s mind did Agnes meet Rhea Levadein.

    And Agnes realized why the duke had not shown her mother to her.

    “… Mom.”

    Rhea Levadeine was dying.

    No, he already looked like a dead person.

    The fresh and beautiful woman Agnes knew was not there.

    What existed was a corpse that was so dry that its skin and bones were still attached, and its breathing could only be confirmed by the heaving of its chest.

    Leia Levadeine opened her eyes.

    The spring flower-colored eyes were no longer warm.

    Because of the sunken eye shadows, there was no light in the eyes.

    “… Agnes.”

    my daughter

    A hoarse sound that you can barely hear through your lips.

    Hands reaching out trembling.

    Agnes accepted it blankly.

    It was a very cold, rough and unfamiliar hand.

    There was a funny thing.

    Meanwhile, Agnes did not accept reality.

    She just believed that her mother was suffering from a really bad epidemic and that she would soon wake up again.

    “Mom, when will you get better? When are you going to go decorate the roses?”

    Just asking.

    He forces himself to live clinging to the mirage-like hope that his mother will get better.

    Rhea Levadein lied again.

    “… After three nights?”

    A lie that will never be erased from her mind.

    “Then shall we come back after three nights?”

    “… Yes.”

    Rhea Levadein.

    “Agnes.”

    “Huh?”

    “I love you.”

    A mark was engraved in Agnes’ heart that would never be erased.

    Agnes answered that.

    “Me too! My mom is the best in the world!”

    These were words that shackled one’s own neck.

    The lies are eventually revealed.

    No, it wouldn’t be a complete lie.

    Agnes was able to meet Leah Levadein three days later.

    In the rose garden.

    She was lying in a coffin.

    “Mom.”

    Leah Levadeine looked peaceful as she closed her eyes, buried in the red rose she loved the most.

    She had such a sweet dream that she had a smile on her face, but Agnes didn’t like it and shook her.

    “Mom… .”

    “Agnes. stop… .”

    Even that action is blocked by the duke.

    The last time Agnes felt her mother’s body temperature was that of a cooled corpse, and what she felt that day was a painful emotion she would never want to feel again in her life.

    Only then did Agnes feel the separation.

    I learned about lies and the transience of life.

    From that day on, Agnes’ heart closed.

    Even though I was in pain as my body was getting worse, I didn’t try to question it.

    This is because questions immediately lead to reminiscence.

    This is because just thinking about it brings back memories of a painful breakup.

    That’s how I lived.

    “… Delta Inn.”

    Fate was forcing her to break up again.

    *

    The small square on the outskirts of the island is blood red.

    A fire burning somewhere adds a red tinge to the color.

    And in the middle of it all, Deltan collapsed.

    An unrealistic scene.

    What I can’t help but think is that the great Deltan Hebron, who was no other person, was barely stabbed by a sword and fell to the ground.

    Does this make any sense?

    Agnes walked unsteadily.

    Then he knelt down and placed his hand on Deltan’s cheek.

    It was cold.

    Just like the last time I felt my mother’s body temperature.

    Like that cold yet scary temperature.

    “Deltain… .”

    Agnes lifted Deltan’s head and hugged her.

    While doing so, he continued to chant.

    “Delta in, delta in, delta in.”

    No answer comes back.

    The anxiety that had been there all along is now saying its own name.

    He said he was the death of the Deltans.

    “Wake up. Wake up… .”

    I pat my cheek and ask, but there is still no answer.

    That moment.

    Knock-

    Transparent water droplets fell on Deltan’s cheek.

    Agnes felt her vision becoming blurry.

    I was caught up in the feeling of wanting to ignore the crushing reality.

    He said, chewing his lips.

    “… You are not.”

    He said he would come back.

    He said nothing could harm him.

    He said that he would live a great life that would burn forever.

    So I had to keep my word.

    Because one liar is enough.

    Also, Deltans are strong.

    “So… .”

    Agnes hugged Deltan tighter.

    “… Wake up.”

    Agnes never wanted to experience separation again.

    I didn’t want my barely opened heart to close again.

    No, I didn’t want the Deltan who opened his heart to run away.

    “You… You made it like this.”

    I didn’t want to keep anything in mind, but it made me do it.

    “You said it as if it would never fall apart… .”

    He acted as if he was different.

    “But why are you lying like this… .”

    Blood spurted out of Deltan’s stomach.

    Agnes’s expression fell.

    My chin was shaking.

    “Wake up… !”

    After the words she spoke, Agnes felt suffocated.

    I knew it right away.

    This was a phenomenon unrelated to heart malformation.

    It was a reaction that Agnes had already experienced.

    In other words, it was the sadness that naturally follows letting someone go.

    The mouth opens again.

    “… Don’t die.”

    force one’s life

    It was a plea.

    But that alone wasn’t enough.

    The words “don’t die” didn’t seem to fit my current feelings.

    Agnes knew a more fitting word than that.

    Agnes’s crying intensified.

    Her voice was no longer covered in any of the flaws she had worn while living with the Deltans.

    “Don’t go, Delta… .”

    These were words I could not tell my mother that day 10 years ago.

    It was also a word that expressed the essence of Agnes.

    It was a truth that could not be erased even if I covered myself with dozens of layers of flaws, and it was the true meaning of the feelings that I had deceived and dismissed as possessiveness.

    “Don’t leave me alone… .”

    In the end, that was the story.

    “I don’t like being alone… .”

    Agnes Levadeine was nothing but a wretched coward.

    I’m so scared of breaking up that I can’t even start.

    To the point where he would choose to die first rather than be left alone.

    *

    Through blurred vision, Deltan watched the interface emerge.

    Band ring –

    1. Meet Agnes Levadein. (Wan)

    2. Main Quest: Complete Winter of Eternal Day. (Wan)

    3. Face the nature of Agnes Levadein. (Wan)

    4. Sleep with Agnes Levadeine. (Wan)

    5. ??? (Incomplete)

    6. ??? (Incomplete)

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