Yeats felt as though he had had a long dream.
In that dream, he endured countless torments, fought and slaughtered against Huai Shi, and finally broke free. He even killed Huai Shi in return, taking the Book of Destiny and returning to Golden Dawn.
Not only the others—even Maud looked at him differently.
It was hard to believe that he could accomplish such an incredible feat.
Through Yeats's persistence and effort, she finally felt his sincerity and devotion. After overcoming countless barriers and the passage of long years, the two of them finally came together.
After utterly defeating the Heavenly Kingdom Lineage and unifying the Ideal Country, Maud finally accepted his proposal.
He underwent the transformation of the secret rite and became a true human.
Hand in hand with her, he entered the hall of marriage.
Everyone sat smiling in the guests' seats, offering them applause and congratulations.
Holding the holy scriptures, the priest presiding over the marriage solemnly asked, "Lady Maud, are you willing to marry Mr. Yeats, to remain by his side for the rest of your life, never leaving or forsaking him?"
"I am."
The beautiful woman nodded with flushed cheeks, overcome with shyness.
"Then, Mr. Yeats..." The priest looked toward him.
"I am!"
Yeats answered decisively before he could even finish asking.
The priest smiled warmly, gazing in blessing at the loving couple before him, yet he did not bring out the rings.
In the frozen moment, that familiar young priest sat upon the altar, looking down at him in confusion. "Is this as far as it goes, Yeats?"
He asked, "Is this all you desire? Is the life you hope for truly so humble?"
Why...
Wait, something seemed wrong.
Yeats stared blankly, confused, at that face, at those eyes.
Pitch-black eyes.
His own face was