Irel stood on the set, script in hand, eyes scanning the page
Yuri: "Okay… where's the other person?"
Irel: smiling slightly "You'll act your scenes — he's not available at your time."
Yuri: sighs, "So I'm doing this alone…"
He glanced toward Aeris
Yuri: "Then… can Aeris act as my pair for now?"
Aeris stood stunned, looking between Yuri and Irel
Irel: grinning "Okay. That works."
He flipped the script open, his voice echoed across the set
"Now… I will read the script."
Everyone — Ash, Izan, Aeris, Yuri, Lytheil, Aerel, Aerith — waited eagerly for the next story
Irel's voice, soft and calm yet deep, echoed, pulling everyone into the world of the story
In the middle of the timeline…
Yuri — a mesmerizingly beautiful person, priest-like in presence — possessed a power unlike any other
His healing was extraordinary
The nearly dead, those with only one percent of survival… could be saved by him
But the power had a curse
Each life he saved left scars upon his soul, invisible yet searing
Only pure love — can heal it
And since he is a priest like figure there is nothing that can be done
He is meant for eternal suffering
Aeris — a gangster, feared by many, known for killing only those who were pure evil
Beneath the ruthless exterior, he was kind and empathetic, though he hid it from the world
He had witnessed the brutal horrors of slavery and countless other twisted injustices
From that pain, he drew a harsh lesson:
You can't change anything unless you are strong enough to do it
So he trained his body, hardened his mind, and became strong
He became a gangster — not for anything else but to protect and save those who could not protect themselves
Ash's eyes slightly widened,He turned his head away, which Izan immediately noticed
The silence between them spoke louder than words, a fragile tension hanging in the air
Irel continued
Aeris stood alone, facing a battle against hundred of people
Barely able to walk, he came across a place isolated yet beautiful
There was a black church that radiated a strange warmth, like it didn't belong to the world of blood and chaos he had just left
He tried to walk toward it… but his body gave out, and he collapsed
When he slowly opened his eyes, night had fallen, and he was inside the church he had failed to reach
The place glowed with beautiful white light, serene and almost otherworldly
Then he heard a voice — beautiful, soft:
"Are you okay…???"
He turned toward the side where the voice came from
There stood a boy mesmerizingly beautiful
His hair and eyes were deep, glossy crimson
His skin was pure white, pale like porcelain
His lips shone a soft, glossy red, catching the glow of the church
Aeris: "Yes… are you the one who saved me…???"
Yuri: "Yes…"
Aeris: "Are you… the darkness healer?"
Yuri: "Yes, I am the darkness healer."
Aeris lowered his eyes
Aeris: "If you are… I heard you don't heal sinful people
Then… why did you save me?"
Yuri chuckled softly
Yuri: "Yes, I don't heal those who are sinful. But as a healer, I feel the pain of wounds — both physical and mental. The wounds tell me their stories, and through them, I can sense who is pure, who is not… who is good, who is evil."
Aeris looked at Yuri
Their eyes locked
Aeris: "Then… why did you save me?" he repeated, the same words again
Yuri stepped closer
Yuri: "Tell me… why do you think you didn't deserve to be saved? Why do you think you're sinful?"
Aeris turned his face away
Yuri: "Look at me in the eyes."
Aeris eyes met yuri's, eyes filled with pain
Aeris: "Why do you think I'm pure… enough to save me?"
Yuri: "You killed only evil people and protected the innocent. I see no impurity in that. Since no one else protected them — or you —
Aeris said nothing but stared
Yuri: "You can stay here… if you think you don't belong anywhere."