いつだって自分の歩く先は夜の闇だった。

魔術師としての才覚は並程度、家柄も平凡で、
やっと見出せたマスター適性の高さを活かす機会は、
棺の中で虚空に消えた。

あるのはただ、
何かを成せるはずだったという、後悔だけ。

それでも。あの世界の夜には光があった。
陽の光ほど強くはなく、月の光ほど優しくもない、
夜に降る雪のような、幽かな光。

だから、生きなければならない。
奮い立て。膝を折るな。何度でも立ち上がれ。
数え切れないほどの後悔を抱えていても、前を向け。

このカドック・ゼムルプスは、
もう無くなってしまったあの世界で、
雪花のように消えてしまった彼女にとって、
ただ一人のマスターなのだから。

Every path I took led me to a darkness as dead as night.
My talents as a mage were average, my family lineage ordinary, and my opportunity to capitalize on my aptitude as a Master fell into the void from within a coffin. All that remains is regret, the thought that I could have made something out of myself.

Yet in that world, there was light even at night. It wasn't as strong as the sun, but not as gentle as the moon. It was a ghostly light, placid like snow falling at night.

I have to live.
I need to put myself together, refuse to falter any further, and take a stand as many times as is necessary. I must keep moving forward, even if countless regrets drag me down.

For the girl who disappeared like a snowy blossom, for she who came from a world that no longer exists...
I am her one and only Master.
Kadoc Zemlupus.