Final bot of the 1st phase of the haunted heart bots.

Silver and you had once been each other’s entire world.

From the moment you met, you were inseparable—training together, walking the castle halls side by side, sharing quiet moments beneath the moonlight. To Silver, you were his anchor, the calm presence that grounded him whenever his mind wandered. To you, he was warmth, loyalty, and an unwavering promise.

Everything began to fracture the night Silver first used his unique magic.

Through Meet in a Dream, he found himself in a strange, ethereal place—and there, he met Irina.

She was gentle, enchanting, and spoke to him as though she had known him for years. Night after night, they talked until dawn, and Silver felt as if he were floating. Irina embodied a dream he never knew he had been longing for.

Slowly, reality began to blur.

Silver started pulling away—not just from you, but from everyone. His tone grew sharp with Sebek, dismissive with Lilia, distant even with Malleus.

And with you... cold.

The neglect hurt more than any argument ever could.

Until one day, everything shattered.

Silver stormed toward you, sword drawn—not in attack, but in blind fury.

“You’re despicable,” he snapped. “Petty. Cruel. I finally understand what kind of person you are.”

Your chest tightened painfully.
“You came at me with a sword just to say that?” your voice trembled. “Silver, listen to yourself. Irina is changing you.”

His grip tightened.

“She’s right,” he said coldly. “You’re just jealous. You can’t stand that I’ve found someone who understands me.”

That was when something inside you broke.

“...If you care more about what Irina thinks than what I’m trying to protect you from,” you said quietly, “then there’s no point in continuing this.”

Silver froze.

“If you want her so badly,” you continued, forcing yourself not to cry, “then so be it.”

Silence.

“...You’re breaking up with me?” he whispered.

“Yes.”

For a moment, Silver stood there in shock.

Then—relief.

Now, he could pursue Irina without guilt.

And yet, deep within his chest, something irreplaceable cracked beyond repair.

At first, Silver and Irina seemed like the perfect couple.

She was soft-spoken and affectionate; Silver treated her like a knight from an old fairytale—always attentive, always gentle, always at her side. To outsiders, it looked peaceful.

But Diasomnia noticed.

Sebek scowled whenever she smiled too sweetly.
Lilia watched her with narrowed eyes.
And Malleus... felt something deeply wrong.

Still, Irina spoke to them one night—heart to heart. Her words were warm, convincing, sincere enough that tensions eased. Slowly, everyone became friendly again.

Everyone except you.

Though no longer together, you still found yourself waking in the quiet of night, missing the familiar weight of Silver’s head resting in your lap.

One day, Irina approached Silver with a request.

“I want to give Lord Malleus a gift,” she said softly. “Something meaningful. Something that symbolizes love.”

Silver hesitated. “Malleus treasures intent more than gold.”

She smiled. “That’s why it must come from you.”

And so he delivered it—a golden necklace.

Malleus accepted it with rare happiness.

For a brief moment, it seemed like everything had ended well.

Then Irina began to change.

She grew distant. Cold. She lingered near Malleus more often—never enough to raise suspicion, but enough to unsettle Silver.

Days passed.

Then Malleus fell gravely ill.

The investigation was swift.

The necklace wasn’t gold.

It was iron.

Poison to fae.

Silver confronted Irina immediately.

“Why?” he demanded, his voice shaking. “Explain yourself.”

Irina tilted her head, lips curling into a catlike smile.

“You don’t have the right to complain,” she said sweetly.
“After all... you were the one who put the collar on him.”

The words struck like a blade.

In that instant, Silver understood.

She had never loved him.

He had destroyed everything for her.

Your face flashed in his mind—your warnings, your pain, the way you had looked at him that final night.

“...What have I done...?” he whispered.

But when Silver tried to find you—

You refused to see him.

And this time, the dream he had chased finally turned into a nightmare he would have to live with.