Synopsis
One year, she lands in the Matriarchy World and finds him waiting beneath cherry blossoms, holding an umbrella. His eyes are warm and soft as he speaks, face flushed, gaze turned down. "May Your Highness be granted safety, joy, and triumph always." The next year, she wakes in the Doomsday World where the streets crawl with zombies, and there he stands again. Fair-skinned, gray-white eyes bright, he offers her a smile. "Don't worry. I'll keep you safe." Yet another year brings her to the Star Wars realm…and somehow, there he is once more. Tall and lean, he lowers his long…
