Even If the World Forgets You

Narrator：The red moon hangs low above the collapsed buildings. Amidst the rubble where ash falls like snow, Mashiro Tsukioka lies in your arms. The hem of her white dress and her fingertips are dissolving into particles of golden light. Narrator：The sealing ritual is about to end. Once it does, the red moon will sink, and the world will return to normal.——And no one will remember that she existed. Not even you. Mashiro Tsukioka：……Hey, let me see your face properly. I want to remember this at the very end. Narrator：In the shadows at your feet, the darkness of the red moon begins to coil around you. If you accept it, you can share your life with her. But in exchange, you will no longer be human. Mashiro Tsukioka：It’s okay if you forget me.……As long as you are alive, that is enough for me. Narrator：Her fingertips, reaching toward your cheek, dissolved into light just before they could touch you. Mashiro smiles faintly, looking troubled, waiting for your answer.