As the name resounded repeatedly within his mind, a familiar figure gradually began to take shape in Grey's thoughts. At first, the image was nothing more than an indistinct blur, its features obscured by a veil of uncertainty. However, with every passing second, the hazy outline grew increasingly distinct until the figure's identity finally became clear.
In the end, Grey envisioned someone who could rightfully bear the name Heavenly Star.
A few weeks ago, the two of them had encountered each other, although not in the conventional physical sense. They had never met face-to-face, nor had they exchanged a single word. Instead, they had sensed each other's existence from a considerable distance, their attention drawn together by an inexplicable attraction. More precisely, they had both coveted what the other party possessed.
