"…What?" Aria asked, her voice suddenly devoid of the anger and bitterness that had just consumed her. The idea that Latina, too, had been a protagonist in her own story could only mean one thing.

"The first… novel…?" Aria's voice wavered.

"Yes. I was once the protagonist of another world. But even in that lofty position, I achieved nothing and ultimately met an unexpected death, leaving an indelible wound on those around me. Especially on someone you are quite familiar with."

There was no mention of this in the fragments of the broken world. It was a secret Latina had kept to herself for a very long time.

"My bloodline carries a sin, Aria. A sin of hiding the truth in the shadows, scattering it across time, and burdening a single human with everything. So, I understand the compulsion to always be special. I’ve thought countless times that if I didn’t protect others, no one else would."

Perhaps she hadn’t even shared this with Mira.

"Do you still think I don’t understand your feelings?"

Aria couldn’t respond. She was too shocked by this unexpected confession, unable to comprehend why Latina would reveal such a profound secret to her.

Was it just to convince her? Would she really reveal her greatest secret just for that? To a defeated loser who had nothing left?@@novelbin@@

"But then one day, Mira appeared before me. Though she was just an extra, I realized immediately that all my efforts had been not only meaningless but also misguided. That’s why I call her my savior. She saved me in a way that was different from others."

Latina touched her neck awkwardly. At one time, she had imagined a noose so tight and unbreakable that she thought she could never escape it.

That noose vanished without a trace after she met her savior, Mira.

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