"The waiting time was short.

Having lived sealed away for over 500 years, a mere month or so would be nothing more than a fleeting moment from Scarlett's perspective—a mere instant, a blink, and it would pass.

Just an instant, like closing your eyes and reopening them, only to find the moment gone.

“Ah... This is so frustrating.”

Why does every moment feel so tedious? She had endured until now, but suddenly, time seemed to crawl unbearably slow.

Throughout her long life, she had never felt any particular emotion about the flow of time.

One year passed, and she would …