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With silver hair, neat and refreshing short hair, and a perfect figure, Yuna was full of femininity.

This was Yuna's first impression of Sophiel when she saw her for the first time.

Sophiel, the legendary knight and Allen's hero, the number one sword in the world, was an idol and an unattainable figure in the eyes of the young girl.

Every household had heard of this hero, the strongest knight who could even defeat dragons. Not only was she powerful, but she also worked tirelessly in Allen City to help the poor, becoming the beacon of hope in the eyes of the impoverished people.

Led by her, the Wind Knights were disciplined and helped the weak.

A lady who possessed beauty, strength, kindness, and intelligence, everything that an ordinary little girl dreamt of having every day.

"Allen's... hero..."

Yuna whispered as she looked at this noble knight.

In Yuna's memories, this person used to be so noble, but now looking at her again, it was nothing special.

Yuna had changed, she was no longer the innocent girl by her side, but a bad woman.

"The world... has always been cruel."

Looking towards the side, Yuna smiled helplessly at the phantom of Ken.

Now looking back, perhaps all of these mistakes were because she believed in men, believed in love.

True love didn't exist when it came to men who only thought with their lower regions.

The scene turned into a sandstorm, and with a gust of wind, the whole world changed, turning into a shabby house.

In the house, in front of the old furniture, a familiar person looked at Yuna.

"Yuna! Have you been spending a lot of time with that person named Ken recently?"

"...Yes."

The voice came out of her mouth, but it wasn't Yuna who said it.

Yuna took two steps to the left, turned around, and in her original position stood her younger self.

"You can't see him anymore!"

"...Why? Ken is a good person, he has always..."

"Because he's a human!"

"That... that is not a reason at all!!"

The girl shouted and ran towards the door.

After the girl turned around, in the place she couldn't see, it slowly turned black, and her mother's expression began to disappear.

The scene moved again, following the steps of the girl, to the front of someone's house.

This was the transition area between the slums and the commoner district.

Ken's house, although old, was already an independent building.

Yuna clasped her hands together, this memory had appeared more than once.

Sometimes it would repeat what just happened, sometimes it would repeat what is happening now, and sometimes it would only dream of what she least wanted to see afterwards.

But if Yuna were to calculate, this memory should be the most and the earliest dream she had.

Because this was where it all began.

Should she say something?

Should she do something?

Watching the girl hesitate, could she prevent herself from making mistakes if she intervened?

Yuna had asked these questions before, but no one answered.

Yuna had done this before, but nothing changed.

Because this was a dream, a past dream, a past that actually happened.

Not wanting to do anything, Yuna turned around, facing away from her past self, not wanting to look anymore.

But even so, the sound of knocking, the sound of the door opening, still reached her ears.

The scenery ahead has changed, it is Jian's room.

Beside the bed, the girl and Jian sat together.

Yuna didn't want to look and turned away once again.

"Jian..."

"Yuna?"

"Actually... I am..."

Yuna grew tired of this dream and started to run.

"D-demon..."

The phantom paid no attention to Yuna's departure, the girl revealed her hidden horns to the boy.

Jian was surprised at first, but quickly said,

"It's... it's okay, I really like Yuna from the bottom of my heart!"

Running, fleeing, no matter how far Yuna ran, the voice could still reach her ears.

As if responding to Jian's words, the girl and Yuna said simultaneously,

"Yeah."

"Boring..."