Future Imagination

It was only a single exchange.

A flash of pitch-black crossed the scene, and the boy's scythe cut through the nightmare.

Shlick-.

The recollection was cut apart.

A chapter of the recollection that had tormented the woman all her life was severed.

Brown hair scattered in every direction and rolled across the floor.

Ding-!

[You have successfully cleared the regret ‘Recollection (追憶)’.]

[The next stage of trauma will be set.]

A blue screen rose before my eyes...