The ‘me’ with long hair stood quietly next to Hades. But I knew. In that moment, inside Angelica’s mind, things were undoubtedly complex.

After that, it flowed similarly to the events I had actually experienced.

Hades, appearing to welcome Leto’s party, moved with the power of the Altar, and Leto’s party remained in Donovan Citadel.
However, there was one distinct difference. That Leto must be Altair, diligently chasing after Hades and appearing in front of the in-game Hades and Angelica, just as the real Leto had appeared in front of us.

And…

“I died.”

I stared blankly at the screen.

Just like I died in reality, in the game, Angelica also died.

Tears were now streaming down my face. Was it because I saw myself die? Absolutely not. It was confirming the fact that Hades was left alone.

More accurately, it would be correct to say that the crying didn’t stop at the sight of the abandoned Hades.

“…Hades…”

Denesor easily twisted Hades.

“There is no way to revive a dead person!”

I knew Leo Dell better than anyone. I could make a corpse move, but there was no way to bring back life that had already extinguished.

Hades would also not be unaware of that fact.

But why, on earth…

“Why are you falling for such words?”

I buried my face in my hands. In fact, I knew the reason too well.

Hades Crohn Turner loves me.

And I, even though I saw his feelings accumulating, turned a blind eye.

“I should have left earlier.”

I said I was leaving, but I couldn’t leave.

Waiting for Leto’s party was just a flimsy excuse to deceive myself.

At that time, I was completely unaware of Altair possessing Leto, and the path of Leto’s party was somewhat hazy in my mind, so I could have gone to them sooner.

But I didn’t do that.

Because, like Hades…

“I love him.”

It’s not a cliché story of falling in love at first sight. On the contrary, when I first saw Hades, I was so scared that I was busy running away, and his handsome appearance didn’t catch my eye at all.

I fell in love with Hades probably because…

“He was someone who had no life for himself.”

It doesn’t simply mean working hard for the citizens. Hades had lived from childhood to protect Donovan, and he was someone who didn’t know a life other than protecting.

Such a person cherished me, protected me, and relied on me as much as I did.

How could I not have feelings for him?

As my feelings grew, I wanted to see him more and wanted to stay by his side. The constant excuses with Leto’s party were just for that reason.

I wiped away tears and continued with the game.

Even though I couldn’t return to Hades, I had to know what situation he faced after I left.

Fortunately, contrary to Denesor’s thoughts, Hades maintained his sanity. Except for the irrational obsession to keep me alive.

…I should probably ignore a few words of Denesor saying that with the demon’s eyes, you can resurrect people.

I bit my lip anxiously.
Hades’ decision to eliminate the Demon King wasn’t inherently bad. In fact, Denesor was somewhat uneasy about what trick had made Hades make a favorable choice for humans.

The answer unfolded on the monitor a few minutes later.

Hades Crohn Turner easily defeated the Demon King. The successor of the Crohn Turner lineage, which had protected the Holy Sword for generations, completely merged with Denesor, making a power that even the Demon King couldn’t stop.

“So, this was the reason Denesor kept asking for Hades.”

I regretfully wondered if everything would have been resolved if I had just handed him over willingly, but it was far too late for regrets.

I continued to focus on the screen.

After defeating the Demon King and obtaining the Devil’s Eye, Hades, with an intimidatingly expressionless face, called my name.

“Angelica.”

Even though it was through the speaker, strangely, it felt like his voice went directly into my ears.

“Angelica.”

Hades clearly called my name.

“Angelica.”

And…

I was being embraced by someone.

“…?”

I furrowed my brow. The view was blurred, and I couldn’t even see the person holding me.

Moreover, I was definitely alone in the room, so who invaded? A muffled sound echoed in my ears. It seemed like someone’s voice, but I couldn’t hear it clearly.

As I struggled, the person released me. By the touch of the firm body, it seemed like a man.

I held my aching head as if about to wake up, looked around, but everything still appeared blurry.

…!

In an instant, my body stiffened. The person had tightly pulled me into their arms. At the same time, a humming sound echoed in my ears.

I tried to squirm to escape, but I stopped when I realized something strange.

The air against my skin… was different.

Unlike the ordinary room temperature indoors, a hot air surrounded me.

On the contrary, the person’s arms were incredibly cold.

In such a space filled with heat, the body should also become warm.

And… this embrace.

It felt familiar, like the arms of someone I knew.

I slowly raised my hand and touched the person’s face.

Instead of preventing me, the person adjusted their eye level to allow me to touch their face more easily.

My fingers touched the cool skin, a straight forehead, nose, and a plump chin.

I opened my eyes wide.

Though the vision was still blurry, I knew this person.

Hades Crohn Turner.

My close companion stood before me.