Tens of thousands of players, 10 years, countless trials and errors, endless discussions and efforts to save that world but never succeeded. Attached to "Mysterious Academy" from the early days, more than anyone else I clearly know the hopelessness in saving that world. I had given up, everyone else too, but now I am forced to try that futile effort one more time. "If I don't save it, I will die too." I had arrived in that world, that world that was about to wither away. I was not happy or afraid, I was only irritated. "Irina! You bastard!" I cursed the bastard who brought me to this world. Like it or not, thanks to that bastard, my fate is now tied to the world of "Mysterious Academy".