Chapter 0: Prologue
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 0: Prologue
A knight who lives only for today.
Even if his dream is faded, battered, and torn, he does not give up. Because even within this repeating "today," he runs toward tomorrow.
That is how he became a knight.
A flash of light gleamed.
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Encrid couldn't comprehend what was happening.
He only felt a searing pain, as if a red-hot skewer had been driven through his throat. In that moment, he realized his reinforced leather armor was utterly useless.
He coughed up the hot, metallic blood surging from his lungs and lost consciousness.
Then, he opened his eyes once more.
It was the start of the day.
It wasn't a dream. He had already lived through this several times.
He didn't know why this was happening. It was simply his reality.
Clang.
The sound signaled the morning.
A night watchman was striking a pot with a ladle.
This was the third time he had woken to this exact morning. Only then did the truth finally sink in.
'Again?'
As long as he died, the day would repeat. The exact same day, over and over again.