Love. A feeling they craved for. Betrayal. A fateful deliberate attack. Beatitude. Something their hope glimmered for. In a world of magic, creatures and kingdoms, it was their story that pulled in all these emotions together. Their red strings of fate had been tied to each other but was it possible to keep them safe from getting clipped away forever? Was it possible for them to embrace each other freely under the gleaming sky? Topkook Bottomtae