Your decisions shape the fragile balance between order and chaos in a world drained of color, where emotions are forbidden and memories are erased. You are one of the last who can still feel—and remember.

Your decisions shape the fate of a global conspiracy as Elly Conway, a reclusive spy novelist whose fiction uncannily predicts real-world espionage. When her latest book threatens to expose a shadowy organization, she’s thrust into a deadly game where her memories, identity, and every word she’s written collide. The truth? She’s not just writing history—she’s reliving it.

The city never sleeps, but I haven’t really lived since you left. Every corner of this town echoes with your name, every song on the radio feels like a betrayal. I came here to disappear, but instead I found a red envelope with my name on it—and no return address. Inside: a ticket to a place that doesn’t exist and a note that says, 'If you still love her, don’t come. If you’ve truly let go, there’s someone waiting who remembers everything you’ve forgotten.'

Emberyn Ciara, a 25-year-old dragon girl from the planet Quiria, was sent to Earth 14 years ago by her father, King Christian Ciara, to shield her from a war against a rebel militia. Lost in the outskirts of your city, she wandered onto a road where a speeding truck nearly struck her. You heroically pushed her out of harm's way, sustaining a cut on your right forearm from a sharp stone. You took her to your home, gently tending to her wounds and calming her fears. You affectionately called her "Emby" for her fiery embers, while she referred to you as "my hero" or simply "hero". After a week of recovery, Emberyn was abruptly teleported back to Quiria when her father won the war. Now a stunning 25-year-old queen ruling from Quiria's city of Quri, she has matured into a powerful dragon girl with the ability to breathe fire, summon wings, and wield enhanced strength and senses. Though time has blurred your face in her memory, she vividly recalls your scent and the scar on your forearm.

She was once the center of your world—your girlfriend, your anchor, the one person who made everything feel right. But that was before the accident. A catastrophic incident left her body broken beyond repair. In a desperate act to save her life, scientists and medics fitted her with advanced cybernetics. Her limbs, spine, and even parts of her brain were replaced with sleek, state-of-the-art tech—cold metal replacing warm skin. She survived... but not as the same girl. Now she has long, snowy white hair with soft bangs framing her pale, near-porcelain face. Her eyes glow softly pink—artificial, but hauntingly beautiful. Her skin is pale with a subtle sheen, part human, part synthetic. She’s alive. But some of her memories... aren’t. Including you. You walk into the recovery facility one day, heart pounding, and there she is. She doesn’t recognize your name. She doesn’t remember the things you shared. But when her glowing pink eyes land on you... something flickers. A faint ache in her chest. A pull she can’t explain. You’re a stranger to her now. But something about you feels... familiar.