The girl was fed up.
Because the talent held within herself was too omnipotent.
The girl had resigned herself.
Because she knew that there was nothing that she aimed for in this modern time.
But the girl had known.
That she was in "love".
The blue silver ――― who carried the Holy Sword of the stars, who has shining golden hair, eyes as pretty as jewels.
"I want to see you soon, I want to see you soon, I want to see you soon!
My Saber! My, and only mine, prince!"
That was the girl's innocent love's charm,
That was the curse that destroys the world as a whole.