Alien Knights

Collapsed revolving door, broken shop sign.

Mary stood at the door of Liliel's clothing store, looking at the huge store that belonged to her on the street, which was now half in ruins due to the earthquake.

Stepping over the rubble on the ground and collapsed beams, Mary walked toward the store.

The famous paintings in the front hall corridor are each beautiful and valuable.

But now, most of them are just pieces of oiled paper soaked in muddy water.

Only one painting remains relatively intact on the wall.

"Redemption..."

Mary walked up to the painting and whispered the name of the painting.

The god in the painting carries a cross that symbolizes human sin, and his body is gradually engulfed by flames, walking step by step into the depths of hell.

Mary gently touched the drawing paper with her trembling fingertips, lamenting that fate seemed to have hinted that the end would eventually destroy everything.

Walking through the long corridor of the front hall, Mary came to the lobby of the clothing store.

This place was originally filled with hangers, counters, and cupboards...but now, only messy objects are left scattered on the floor.

Carefully stepping onto the stairs to the second floor, Mary entered her own private space.

All the furnishings and decorations here come from the royal palace.

Back then, when Todd was busy dealing with affairs in the south, she was staying in the royal city. She was unwilling to deepen the conflict with Deirdre and her daughter, so she took the initiative to move everything in the palace room intact here.

Stepping into the door of the private residence, you first see an outer room filled with wardrobes and wooden mannequins.

The earthquake disrupted the layout here, but relatively speaking, all the furnishings in the room were relatively well preserved.

In terms of wardrobe, evening gowns, hunting clothes, cloaks, culottes...these are all clothes designed and made by Mary herself. A variety of styles and different styles of clothing decorate this room into a fashionable ocean.

After walking through these closets and opening two thick and heavy screen doors, Mary walked into the innermost room on the second floor.

This is a private studio-like existence, where all books, tools and models related to composition, painting, tailoring, and architecture are stored.

Mary walked around the room and breathed a long sigh of relief when she found that most of the things inside were intact.

Mary straightened the chair that had fallen on the floor, sat down, and took out a notebook wrapped in gilded leather from the desk drawer.

Open the notebook and it is full of various notes and sketches.

Mary turned to one of the pages, where there was a pencil drawing of a man kneeling on one knee in front of a woman, holding a shining ring in his hand.

Turning to the second page, the woman in the painting is wearing a pure white wedding dress and is finishing her makeup in front of the mirror.

On the third page, under the witness of many guests, a man and a woman stood face to face on the altar, and a priest was reading something.

On the fourth page, a man in a formal dress and a woman in a wedding dress held hands and danced gracefully in the huge ballroom.

Seeing this, Mary put down her notebook with a faint smile on her face and slowly walked to the window.

In the corner by the window, there were two model dolls covered with white cloth.

Mary carefully uncovered a piece of white cloth, which was a doll wearing a straight men's tuxedo.

Similar to the one on Earth, the men's tuxedo has a common wide collar. It is short in front and long in back, and is extremely slim. Whether it is length or fat or thin, it is very close to Todd's body shape.

Mary lifted another piece of white cloth.

That was a stunningly beautiful wedding dress.

In terms of design, it completely abandons the heavyness and complexity common in women's dresses in this world, and adopts more matching concepts such as lightness, hollows, and long hems.

Embroidery, lace, pearls, crystals, ribbons, pleats, three-dimensional flowers and feathers are all perfectly combined to make this wedding dress look more like a work of art.

After taking off her original clothes, Mary carefully took off the wedding dress and slowly put it on herself.

In the mirror, the woman in a white wedding dress looked like an angel descending from heaven to the world. She was holy and beautiful. Even the dark room became brighter.

The joyful Mary held up the hem of her skirt and walked quickly to the hand-cranked gramophone placed in the corner of the room.

She carefully put the prepared master disk into the phonograph, then shook the suspension rod, and Mendelssohn's "Wedding March" sounded instantly.

Putting on the veil, Mary imitated the TV series scene she saw in the soul space, holding a bouquet of silk flowers tied with colorful cloth in her hand, and slowly walked towards the doll from the door.

She lowered her head with a happy smile on her face, as if she was in a church, amidst the cheers of countless guests, heading towards the most perfect moment in her life.

When she walked to the doll in a tuxedo, she slowly lifted her veil and looked at him, her expression filled with happiness.

The first song just ended at this point.

And the second song started right after.

"At Last" by Etta Jones is a song that is often played during dances by newlyweds on Earth.

When the lyrical and beautiful music sounded, Mary stretched out one hand and the other hand hung upward.

Her body danced like an elf to the melody of the song.

Her steps were light, her dancing posture was graceful, her eyes looked towards the nothingness in front of her, and vaguely, a very familiar face slowly appeared in front of her.

"Todd" held her hand, held her waist, and looked at her face with a smile.

The light from the bloody sky, refracted by the glass windows, showed brilliant and rich colors, shining on the dancing couple.

War and death are isolated, and everything outside is no longer important to them.

In this world, there are only two people who love each other and write their marriage vows with their lives and sincerity.

The two people looked at each other tirelessly, as if the dance between them could last until the end of the world.

However, after an unknown amount of time, the song finally came to an end, and the dance finally came to an end.

Mary, immersed in joy, slowly opened her eyes.

"Todd" in front of him slowly let go of Mary's hand, took a step back, bowed slightly, and looked at her with a slight smile.

Mary stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the other person's face. The moment they were about to touch, the figure disappeared like mist and was no longer traceable.

Putting down her arms, Mary still had a smile on her face, but her tears were like broken pearls, soaking the front of her wedding dress.

Outside the window, on the distant horizon of Muxi City, a black line is slowly approaching.

Mary raised her head, turned her steps, and looked around at everything in the room. Her eyes seemed to be engraving everything here deeply into her soul.

She stopped and took a deep breath.

Then, Mary walked to the workbench, took out the flint from the drawer, lit a blank page of paper, and threw it into the pile of books on the floor.

Letting the flames on the ground slowly grow bigger, Mary, who was wearing a wedding dress, held the notebook and walked to the window, facing the city she was very familiar with, and slowly leaned her head on the doll in a tuxedo, He closed his eyes gently.

The flames spread in the room.

In the end, this holy and pure power protects the last touch of whiteness in the world and travels farther and farther away.