The Language of Revenge is Death

He just wished for her love. A relentless unrequited love. For that one reason, Algent turned back time countless times over many years. But what came back was the same disdain. Algent gave up on love. He just wished for her to live. So this time, he tried to set her free without even giving her affection. But somehow, Frey, who had never loved him once, began to love him. Still, he had to reject her. Even if I die and die again, I couldn’t have you. Even if I die and am born again in eternity, you wouldn’t love me. So I won’t wish for it. “Just live, Frey. I won’t ask for anything, just live.”