Several Years Later...
Ren was now fifteen.
So was Celestine.
But time hadn't passed—dragged would be a better word.
Years of pain, of obedience, of submission.
He had endured everything Celestine inflicted—emotional abuse, physical torment, even the sick, silent horrors that couldn't be named aloud. His soul had decayed, rotting in a body that still somehow breathed.
Celestine had now set her eyes on Entities Hunters High School.
She was preparing for its rigorous entrance exam and—like always—Ren had no choice but to follow.
He filled out the form.
He sat for the exam.
And when the results came, Celestine stood proud with Rank 4.
Ren? Rank 120.
He was sitting alone in the cold stone cell. The walls were stained with time and screams, but now, they simply watched his silence. His knees tucked close, head resting on the wall behind.
CLANK.
The heavy door creaked open. Celestine entered.
