You Never Loved Me - I

"Faust!!!"

This thunderous roar jolted Ansel from his slumber.

The young man, who had been dozing in his chair, abruptly opened his eyes. The sight of his simple yet immaculate study greeted him, assuring him that he was not amidst that futile battle from three years past.

"..."

The youthful Hydral remained silent for a moment, then slowly massaged his temples, releasing a soft sigh.

"How... preposterous."

When had he become so fragile that even a brief respite would induce dreams?