19th July, 8.49 a.m. After waking up as I sit on the front yard before breakfast, a new friend which came out from a rabbit hole, comes close to me and jumps on my lap, enjoying my stroke on her body with her purring. Until one of its kind showed up. BOP. BOP. BOP. With the back of her feet stomping my lap, it means she’s afraid of him. “Why is this pink-coloured thing afraid of me…!?” A man with white hair, red eyes, like an appearance of a white rabbit, stands next to me. “Thing…? It’s a Fortune Rabbit.” Saying that, I stroke the pink rabbit on her back, where she calms down and rests on my lap once again. “What is that? A rabbit that brings good luck?” “Yes.” “…I need to borrow her for a while.” BOP BOP BOP. Hearing that, the rabbit stomps her foot on my feet again— and with a quick pace. “No gambling.” I uttered. “Don’t you want to be rich?” “Money does

That human— that human died. Once again, in front of my eyes— eaten alive by the snake. And here I was again— being carried away without being able to do anything. “Grawr…!” THUD! Even if I fell to the ground, I felt nothing. There’s no pain. As I look, I find the leopard collapsing on the ground, not moving anymore. Just like that time. It’s my fault. If I hadn’t attacked the human or offer myself to the snake that time— they probably would’ve survived. Ever since I was born, I’ve spent years running away from both my own kin and the white snakes. What was the meaning for me to be born? What was the meaning for only me to live on? The moment the old white snake dies, my heart died along with it. Those years while living like a stray cat, living on without a purpose. But I was wrong. I was just afraid of death. That’s why I blinded myself an

If you are wondering what kind of person my dad is, then the appropriate term to describe him would be a ‘researcher’. My dad is a person that’s continuously brimming with curiosity. As long as there is anything in this world that could pique his interest, he would dive into study and research, regardless of what is it. For example, history, engineering, magic, arts, music, martial arts, humans, animals, plants, language, psychology, culture, society, religion, sports, et cetera. He had no specific interest. Of course, my dad would get bored at some particular point— and that is the point where he completed his ‘research’. Though he may seem to be busy at all times— there are certain things he never neglects— his family and his faith towards the ‘God of Creation’. I’ve spent time watching my father from behind, and I always believed that my father is a person who does not believe in such thing as the existence of ‘celestial gods’.

After a long-lasting night— Felix, Asha, Pearl, Forsjá, Restia and that man is finally able to earn a good sleep. Especially those three, they were pretty exhausted from their fight against Dómr. Since everyone was up all night— I put all of them to sleep. Restia is sleeping in her room, that man is in the living room, while the others were at the backyard sleeping together. Even though I’m entirely exhausted myself, but I couldn’t get a single wink of sleep— because I know I’m not able to until I’m able to find Ruby. It’s been six days since she’s gone. While marking the places I have been on my map with a pen while lying on the grass, I realized only one-third of the island were searched. …It’s around 11am now. The only ones who are wide awake, are me and Dómr— which Dómr is resting next to me. After folding the map neatly and put it aside on my left, I turn my head to face Dómr— the Alpha of the Fenrir wolf,

My ears— must be playing tricks on me. No, not only my ears— perhaps I was being tricked right from the start, or maybe this man is just nuts. This man right in front of me… doesn’t look like a king at all. But, there’s no reason for him to make such a lie. Even if he’s lying just to get a better hospitality, I’m sure he already knows I wouldn’t give a damn about his status at all. “What’s wrong, future king candidate? Cat caught your tongue?” He muttered. “Or is it perhaps… you did not expect that the king of the Central Imperial Island is in such a pinch right now?” Just as he says that with an evil grin, he gave me a wall slam. Such a pinch, he said. It doesn’t match that evil grin he had on him now. “So… what you promised me earlier is just nothing but an empty shell?” I replied. “Empty shell? Nonsense.” He then slowly retreated. “I mark my words, brat.” “…What do you mean you are in a pinch