*Whoosh!*

The blue light filling his vision began to fade.

A distant, dreamlike color spread out like a landscape painting, with silver light flickering through it.

With that almost magical glow, Chris returned to the present, neither past nor future, but to this exact moment.

“...”

He stood there, staring blankly at the familiar sight of the small library.

“Ugh…”

For some reason, Chris’s voice was hoarse.

Humans in the present cannot witness the past—bound as they are to the absolute flow of time.

But today, Chris had seen the past.

He had watched the life of Rain, the hero, …