[You arrived at the northern capital, Londinium. Here, you witnessed humans living in a turbulent era. Just like in your memories, you felt an extraordinary attachment to everything here.]
[Due to the White Dragon Bloodline within you, Vortigern immediately sensed the presence of one of his kin in his territory. With a great sonic boom from the distant sky, the pure white terror of Britain descended before you.]
["Unfamiliar dragon kin, who are you, and what brings you to my domain?"]
[Looking at you, only ten years old, Vortigern felt an inexplicable fondness for you, a gaze as if looking at his own child. It made the old man seem no longer the vicious Vile King, but a kind, amiable uncle next door.]
["My name is Isbel, a fairy born in Avalon. I came here because I wanted to see this world."]
[Looking at the younger Vortigern, filled with emotion, you responded truthfully.]
[Upon hearing you were a fairy from Avalon, Vortigern was greatly astonished.]
["You possess the White Dragon Bloodline like me, and you're actually a fairy born in Avalon?"]
["I possess not only the White Dragon Bloodline but also the Red Dragon's affection." Facing Vortigern's question, you calmly displayed your power, even though you knew it was dangerous. You simply trusted the Lord of the North before you.]
["Possessing the dual powers of both White and Red Dragons?" Looking at you in surprise, Vortigern seemed to think of something. After a moment's hesitation, he seemed to make a decision.]
["Isbel, would you be willing to stay by my side and see the history of Britain with me?"]
[Facing Vortigern's invitation, you accepted.]
[From then on, you lived in the North for four years. During this time, Vortigern taught you all his knowledge. You lived up to his expectations, growing into a qualified, excellent successor.]
["Father King, I wish to travel to the south and also visit my two sisters."]
[As time passed, although you and Vortigern weren't father and son in this life, your reunion still fostered a bond as close as father and son. Having come to see you as Britain's future hope, Vortigern agreed.]
[You set off again, experiencing many injustices along the way, and arrived at Camelot.]
[In Camelot, you found Merlin, who had become the Court Archmage. She had been recruited by King Uther and was now Britain's royal advisor.]
["Is, Is, Is, you've grown so big."]
[Reverting to her usual carefree, silly, hikikomori self in your presence, looking at you, now a young man showing masculine charm, a spark of delight appeared in Merlin's deep purple eyes.]
[Through Merlin's introduction, King Uther warmly welcomed you, the fairy from Avalon, and also honored you as a distinguished guest.]
[In the days that followed, you stayed in Camelot. After a short time, you began searching for the castle where Morgan resided.]
[You met Morgan.]
["Who are you?"]
[With just one glance, Morgan le Fay felt an unprecedented familiarity with you. An impulse that made her soul leap seemed to be the very purpose of her existence in this world, as if she was born to meet you.]
["My name is Isbel..."]
[You also felt considerable fondness for Morgan, a weight of emotion that could even rival the places Vortigern, Vivian, and Merlin held in your heart.]
[In the time that followed, you often met with Morgan. Both in your youth and close in age, you quickly became acquainted and fell in love once again.]
[You told King Uther about your relationship with Morgan and frankly explained that Morgan was absolutely not a witch, and she simply couldn't control her mana.]
[Seeing Morgan smiling behind you, King Uther was stunned by the expression had never seen before.]
[After being stunned for a long while, King Uther declared that from that day on, Morgan was no longer a witch, but his daughter, the eldest princess of Camelot.]
[Time continued to pass. Both Camelot and Londinium developed rapidly. Soon, the two great cities reached a point where a decisive battle seemed inevitable.]
[This year, you were nineteen. Looking at Vortigern, who was like a father to you, and then at King Uther behind you, who treated you like a son and always supported you, you chose to have the two kings sit down and talk.]
[Owing to your presence, King Uther and Vortigern agreed.]
[You didn't know what the two old men discussed. You only knew they suddenly started singing happily, drinking together, and went to pay respects at some unknown gravesite, said to be their initial comrades-in-arms.]
[You became the successor to both Camelot and Londinium. You were the most excellent king of this land.]
[Watching you grow, the Succubus named Merlin felt strange.]
"Ah, it's really strange, Vivian. I am a Succubus. I can already see the future. So why have I developed these strange emotions?"
Able to foresee everything, knowing the unchangeable.
Able to foresee everything, knowing the changeable.
As the world's last Succubus, Merlin knew from her birth that she was emotionless, a heartless being that fed on all changes.
But...
Flowers exposed to strong winds break easily.
No matter how fragile, what takes root in hard rock... are still those very flowers.
It is precisely because she knows this that she lives in this world.
It is precisely because she knows this that she can experience these emotional changes.
If she had never met him, the Succubus named Merlin Ambrosius surely wouldn't be like this, right?
If she had never seen him, the Incubus named Merlin Ambrosius surely would have made different choices, right?
But nothing is absolute. Watching the figure growing differently from her memories, recollections of the past surfaced in Merlin's mind, memories of herself from another world.
"Merlin, can't you wear more clothes?"
"Merlin, did you sneak snacks again?"
"Merlin, Morgan scolded you again, didn't she? Stop fooling around all the time, you're supposed to be more mature than us."
"Is, I think... I've fallen for you."
She would absolutely never forget the journey they had traveled, for these scenes would remain as beautiful memories accompanying her.
"So that's how it is. Even in another world, meeting you again, I would still fall for you once more?"
The future she once saw was her own image imprisoned within the 'Tower', the Avalon from which Merlin released Cath Palug.
But now, it was different.
To act despite knowing it's impossible, to advance despite knowing the path ahead is thorny.
Really, she hadn't learned much else, but from him, she had learned a stubbornness called perseverance.
Quietly moving forward, Merlin would no longer look at the scenery around her.
After all, at the end of the road lies ground covered in flowers.
It is a warmth that even an Incubus, shrouded in darkness and loneliness, can feel. It is the sky that can be seen even from a prison cell of only a few square meters.
That is precisely the utopia belonging to her and him.
[Watching your daily growth, the Succubus named Merlin could no longer restrain her emotions. One night, she ambushed you.]
[You married both Merlin and Morgan.]
Having cherished his wives Morgan and Merlin from his previous life, Ryuya married them both again in the third simulation.
[As time passed, the entire island of Britain flourished brilliantly under your rule. But the mystery of the Age of Gods was gradually declining. Natural and man-made disasters occurred frequently. Farmers couldn't obtain enough food despite hard labor. This wasn't a matter of human effort, but the regression of the world itself.]
[Facing this difficulty, your choices are: A. Expand outward, increase the nation's territory. B. Use mystery against mystery, create a new Red Dragon of Britain, Artoria. C. Seek out the Lady of the Lake, Vivian.]
'Finally, a choice appears!'
Looking seriously at the three options presented by the life simulator, Ryuya knew this was likely a crucial decision determining whether he could achieve the ultimate outcome in this simulation. After pondering for a moment, he felt options A and B weren't very reliable, as previous simulations had proven that mere expansion or Artoria alone couldn't ensure Britain's prosperity.
"System. I choose C, seek out the Lady of the Lake, Vivian."
Thinking of the fairy sister he hadn't seen for so long, Ryuya's intuition told him the key to this life simulation lay in Avalon.