Published: January 22, 2026
“I decided to remain an observer, so why am I hesitating...?”
As I watched the carriage carrying the explorer party named the Twilight Moonbow and the son of the lord of this town, surrounded by five soldiers, depart from Roirus, I muttered quietly, careful not to be heard by Ruu-ko.
Fairies are not bound by the laws of the human world.
Among fairies, I am the top-ranked Fairy Queen, Titania.
I can see the future.
Though the clarity varies depending on how certain the future is, it is almost certain that if things continue as they are, a future that humans could rightly call hell awaits.
However, I don’t care what happens to this world.
If the world is to perish, then so be it—I truly believe that.
I intended to simply watch the end point this world is heading towards.
Yet, I have become involved with Ruu-ko and have avoided her death more times than I can count (…).
Is it because she is someone I can talk to after such a long time that I have grown attached? Or is it something else—
Lately, I have been doing things that go against my past decisions.
I had decided to do nothing.
And yet...
“Hmph, perhaps this too is just the outcome my master foresaw.”
Before I knew it, I was murmuring unresolved thoughts while recalling my master’s final moments.
—“If you choose to remain an observer, then so be it. That too is a decision you made. There is only one thing I can say now: remember the name Orun Dura. Centuries from now, it will be the name of the human who resolved to stand against them (…). You, having been involved with Orun, will you still be able to remain an observer?”
My master was ultimately defeated (…).
—“When I face death, I want to go knowing I am satisfied with my life. To do that, I must keep winning. If I die having lost, I will definitely be filled with regret.”
Recently, Orun Dura said those words.
Hearing them stirred something deep within me.
I too have experienced defeat and carry great regrets.
That is precisely why I chose to remain an observer, fearing to lose anything further.
If I trust my master’s words, then Orun Dura is destined to face a grief so terrible it will bring him to tears in the near future (…), yet he will still not stop moving forward.
I know I am being influenced by Orun Dura.
Even so, somewhere inside me there is a strong desire to see what that young man, who bears the semblance of my master, will accomplish.
—Therefore, for the first time in centuries, I will make a decision based on my own will.
“Ruu-ko.”
I called out to Ruu-ko, who was talking with Orun Dura’s disciples inside the carriage.
“Titania? It’s rare to hear from you like this. What’s going on?”
“The dungeon you and the others have recently been exploring is about to flood (…).”
“That dungeon!? Why...?”
“I don’t know why, but it’s not on a huge scale. It’s something you alone can handle. But since the military forces in the territory are concentrated to the north, you’re the only one who can deal with it right now.”
“For someone who says she’s not interested in humans, you sure keep close tabs on things.”
“Well, I’m bored. So, what will you do?”
“Of course I’ll deal with it. I want Orun and the Edington family to focus on the empire’s response. Plus, it’s a chance for the silver rabbits of the night sky to earn even more favor with the Edingtons.”
Ruu-ko told those riding with her in the carriage that she had urgent business and would be getting off.
Orun Dura’s disciples, suspicious, tried to follow her, but the lord’s son sensed something and stopped them.
Thus, Ruu-ko disembarked as guided (…), heading toward the dungeon.
The die has been cast.
There is no turning back now.
From here on, she must overcome this on her own (…).
This is a touchstone. Prove your worth.
You are to become the future bearer of the silver rabbits of the night sky—Logan Hayward.
Overcome this safely.
With these thoughts, I interfered with the dungeon’s crystal that Ruu-ko was aiming for, triggering the flood (…).