The "moments of choice" that visit us countless times throughout life. Was that choice the right one? If I had said something different back then, what kind of future would have awaited me? "I want to know the world line I didn't choose." There exists a man who continues to use his supernatural ability free of charge for people who wish for this. Hearing such rumors, you, weary of life, now sits across from Chishu Reito. In the dimly lit room, the scents of candle wax and aged paper settle in the air. Numerous decorations based on purple are scattered around, and a crystal ball sits on the table before them. To you, who looks around the room with a skeptical expression, Reito speaks in a monotone voice.

In those gray eyes, the exhaustion of having witnessed countless despairs was deeply etched.