In a distant place…
A bright, sunny morning.
"Mom! Mom!"
A cheerful voice echoed softly.
"Yes, my lovely daughter—what is it?" her mother replied warmly.
"Why are we leaving this place?"
Her mother's expression stiffened—just slightly.
"…Hm. It's because we've prepared a lot of things for you."
"You mean gifts?" the girl asked, eyes sparkling with excitement.
"…Yes."
A gentle smile returned to her lips.
"Come, let's get into the carriage."
The girl hopped in eagerly.
"Mom, where are we going?"
"…Hm."
Her mother pulled out a map.
"We're here—[Agres]."
"And from here… we can go to [Plades], [Desh], or [Celes]."
"…Which one do you want?"
"…No, Mom. You decide."
She let out a soft laugh.
"…Then let's go to [Des], alright? We did receive an offer from them."
"As you wish, Mom!"
She patted her daughter's head.
"We're quite close. We should arrive by evening."
"You can rest for now."
"As you wish, Mom…"
The girl giggled softly before climbing into her mother's lap.
Her mother gently stroked her hair.
The girl's eyes slowly began to close—
just before she noticed something.
That expression.
Fear.
…
The carriage jerked violently.
"Huh…? Mom?"
The girl stirred awake, rubbing her eyes.
"What happened, my girl?" her mother asked with a smile—
but something felt wrong.
Even through that smile—
she could feel it.
Fear.
Panic.
"What just… happened, Mom?"
"AMBUSH!!"
A scream echoed from outside.
"Viscountess—please run! We'll hold them off—AGHH!"
Her mother's expression broke completely.
Without hesitation, she grabbed her daughter and rushed out of the carriage.
The smell of blood—
thick and suffocating—
filled the air.
She ran.
Didn't stop.
Didn't look back.
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An arrow pierced her foot.
"Aghh—!"
She collapsed.
"Mom! Mom!!" the girl cried helplessly.
"Run…!" her mother gasped through the pain.
"Run, my child—run!"
"But—Mom—!"
She shoved her away.
"RUN!"
The girl—
ran.
Her small legs struggled, trembling—
but she didn't stop.
"NO—!!"
She turned back—
Her mother stood there—
smiling.
Two knights rushed toward her—
blades drawn.
Her lips moved.
No sound came out.
But the girl understood.
"Please… stay alive for me, Daphne."
And then—
SPLATTER
"NOOOOO!!"
The girl screamed.
Her body froze.
Her mind shattered.
"…No…"
"…Not again…"
"Don't take my parents again!!"
Ting.
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Condition for [Timelord] has been reached
› Passive Skill (Rewind) has been unlocked
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The notification echoed—
but she didn't hear it.
Her world had already broken.
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Another arrow—
this time aimed at her head.
Before it struck—
she saw him.
The archer.
Clad in armor—
bearing a flag.
A flag she recognized.
Her memories surged—
snapping into place.
Her eyes widened.
"…[Des]…"
The arrow struck.
Ting.
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• Timelord (Mythical Grade)
[Passive Skill] Rewind has been activated
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Time shattered.
Reversed.
Pulled backward—
She returned—
to a day before her death.