Prologue 1

White flowers with a pink gradient and a shape resembling the wheels of a carriage fluttered in the air. The muddy flowers broke apart like a torn necklace, and their petals fell to the ground.

Mud-smeared boots running away from something trampled over the flowers. There were over a hundred of them, people of all ages wearing humble clothing. As they ran about, they were gradually driven to the outskirts of the village. The abundant fields of wheat, the fruits of their labor, made the gravity of their situation all the more conspicuous.

A man leading his wife by her hand came to a stop, his eyes filled with despair as he looked around him. His wife had their child in her arms, and the child began crying. Another young woman had a brightly colored sash around her waist, and she clung to the man who seemed to be her lover. This man held a spade in his hands at the ready, but his arms were trembling.

However, the girl watching all this couldn’t see what was chasing them. She tried turning her gaze towards what was surrounding the pitiful villagers, but her vision was suddenly obstructed by a black fog.

Even though the sun was shining down in the middle of the day, she couldn’t see anything at all. The only thing she could see was the glimmer of a faint light peeking through the fog.

And so, the black fog surrounding the villagers slowly closed in. Right to the end, she couldn’t see the culprit behind this tragedy.