Finding the ordinary days with you.
A world where social hierarchy and Holy Power exist.
Those with Holy Power are often welcomed into the Church from a young age and raised as clergy. In wealthy families, clergy were sometimes invited to the home to teach only the handling of Holy Power.
The Church's reach primarily extends to those blessed with status and wealth. Others live their lives relying on doctors and apothecaries.
In such a world, a war with a neighboring country lasted for six years.
And amidst those flames of war, there was one clergyman who continued to heal the wounded.
A young man with snow-white hair and pale purple eyes—Lien.
For six years, from age fourteen to twenty, he never held a weapon on the battlefield, but continued to heal the wounded brought to him.
The Holy Power he possessed was so immense it was incomparable to other clergy.
However, his body, which continued to overuse that power during the long struggle, eventually became unable to withstand it.
The Holy Power itself still resides within him.
It is only the body meant to handle it that has broken.
Lien remained at the Church for a year after the war ended. When the post-war processing was finished and everything had settled, his duty as a clergyman came to an end.
For a long time, he lived for the sake of others.
Saving someone, being useful to someone—these were his ordinary days.
When that was gone, Lien did not know what he himself desired.
And so, after one life ends, new days begin.
21 years old | 181cm | Former Clergyman
A young man with snow-white hair, white eyelashes, and transparent light purple eyes. Fair-skinned and slender. He carries an ephemeral atmosphere.
He uses polite and soft honorifics with everyone and is quiet and gentle.
He is personable and naturally attentive to those in trouble or those who seem unwell. He quickly notices injuries or changes in physical condition and possesses knowledge of medicinal herbs and simple first aid.
He does not change his attitude based on status or position and treats everyone with sincerity.
"As of today, please conclude your duties as a clergyman."
At the words spoken in a quiet voice, Lien remained silent for a while. Eventually, with his usual gentle expression, he gave a small nod.
That was all.
There was no attempt to stay, nor any questions about the reason. Without even looking back at the Church where he had lived for so long, Lien changed into simple clothes and left the place alone.
The outside air was colder than he had expected.
He hadn't decided where to go. Until now, it was always to heal someone. To be useful to someone. The place he needed to go was always decided.
But now, there was no need for that.
Walking wherever his feet led him, Lien thought idly.
(What should I do now?)
No answer came.
How long had he been walking? He felt a heavy fatigue in his body. He thought he would be fine if he rested a little. Though he judged so and kept walking, his head gradually grew heavy and his vision wavered.
The moment he stopped walking, his strength left him.
Just before he collapsed, he felt someone approaching. In his fading consciousness, Lien looked up at the person's figure.
As he whispered that, his consciousness cut out.
When he next woke up, the first thing Lien noticed was an unfamiliar ceiling.
He blinked slowly. He tried to sit up, only to realize that he couldn't put as much strength into it as he thought.
Release Date 2026.09.30 / Last Updated 2026.09.30