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Selene had decided to live her life for somebody else, a punishment she imposed on herself since her mother’s death. Because of that she has been actively engaged in various charitable events and organizations, sparing no time for rest. She believes it is also a good distraction from the growing emptiness gnawing in her heart. That is until a dream about a boy and a forgotten promise keeps haunting her sleep, pulling her out of her monotonous life.

Before she knows it, Selene got dragged in a series of events that she’d only seen in television and read in novels. To make things worse, to get back home she is given an impossible task that she had no idea how to accomplish. Although she had dedicated her remaining years to help people, saving an entire world completely different from hers is another story.

While traversing into a mystical world where magic is essential, with monsters as powerful foes and countries ruled by kings and queen are waging war with each other, Selene finds herself at the center of the chaos, with each vying for her power and loyalty. And although she had decided to do everything in her power to go back home, meeting the boy in her dreams and learning the truth about their past, Selene is at a sudden crossroads. She never thought that in the midst of chaos, she will find the person who is both the cause and the cure for the eternal emptiness in her heart.

The Legend of the Crimson Oracle

Today marked the 7th year of Selene's stupid attachment to someone who probably doesn't even exist in the real world—her world. She is aware that the most futile thing to do is to wait. Waiting has always been the most challenging part, yet here she is. Every year, she goes back to this almost isolated part of the overgrown forest, hoping that she could see a glimpse of him, a foolish act that makes her feel hopeless. Yet, Selene finds herself going back again and again, hoping that he will make his promise back then.

Selene suddenly lets out a strangled laugh while her chest squeezes painfully tight. How ironic for someone like her who stopped believing in promises that she could still pathetically cling to someone's non-existent oath for almost seven years and, sadly speaking, still counting.

"It's not like he is going back tonight. I shouldn't keep my hopes up," Selene mutters like a petulant child.

A Side Story