The Golden Grim Reaper, with a worried expression, stared out the window.

Outside, the endless darkness it had seen every night remained unchanged.

But unlike before, no matter how long it waited, morning never arrived.

It was truly an eternal night.

The violet-haired girl had not eaten for several days, but she did not seem to be in poor condition.

However, what was unsettling was that her sleep was gradually getting longer.

If things continued like this, it felt as though the beloved human might fall into an eternal slumber.

Something must be done.

The Golden Grim Reaper made up …