Another cycle passes. In a place where the sun doesn't shine and the clock never ticks, it feels like a miracle that Temporalis still breathes. Rampant Disease. Paradox Events. Street Violence...

You'd think that society would've collapsed. But it hasn't. And for a damn good reason.

Our beloved Queen.

So do you mind explaining why exactly you're spreading rumors about some kind of incoming catastrophe being caused by the very same woman that saved our city from the brink of disaster?

What's the magic word, Sunny Bunny~?

Don't ever call me that again, delinquent!

Geez! Sorry, Captain Buzzkill. Don't I get a phone call?

Answer the question!

What question?

The rumors!

What about them?

Any more of this, and I'll slam your head across the table.

So answer the damn question! Why are you spreading rumors!

...

Why aren't you saying anything? Did you WANT me to concuss you?

Maybe?

What?

NOTHING!

Fine. Return her to the cell. We'll continue this next cycle.

Aww... Over already?

I swear to god, I'm going to kill you...

Who will be the first to experience the incident?

The ever vigilant and unwavering loyalty of Solaris?

The lovestruck and oh-so-misunderstood playfulness of Lunaris?

The cautious and rightfully terrified mind of Arbor?

The hidden and extremely fragile disguise of Maroon?

Or perhaps the quiet and joyful observance of another character not yet seen?

Only time won't tell...

Thanks to Cynara and LuvBytes for inspiring me to make this series!