It was from afar that he glimpsed that head of golden hair, when the great king announced the successor to the throne. The celebratory clamor had little to do with him, and indeed, he would have to help clean up the flowers, both real and fake, strewn about after the fact. Looking behind him briefly, he then continued maintaining order in the plaza that lay before the palace gate. He was still just an ordinary young knight, after all.

The golden-haired crown {M#princess}{F#prince}, for {M#her}{F#his} part, gazed out at the sea of humanity, unsure, only now realizing that so many dwelled in this underground realm. Once, {M#she}{F#he} had been a scion of a lost glorious kingdom, bearing the weight of an entire world. But in {M#her}{F#his} brief life, {M#she}{F#he} had sensed the goodwill of those who lived here, and so had shouldered the pillar of the earth, going from the ruler of a world to the hope of but a single nation.

The young knight was not of insignificant background, but that was worth little in the grand scheme of things. The royal golden-haired heir's fate was far nobler, but now having lost {M#her}{F#his} world, {M#she}{F#he} yearned for but a single realm.

Later, the young knight was promoted, and the title "Twilight Sword" bestowed upon him. As for the royal heir with the golden hair, {M#she}{F#he} was led by the last Vinster King, down, down, down to the kingdom's deepest depths. The young knight, initially intending only to save his older brother, who had been imprisoned and blinded in both eyes for giving an oracle, the young knight gathered the brilliant young ones of the age. Their righteous deed, that of saving the nation, was but a deed done in passing. But the golden-haired heir was used as a vessel by which unlimited Abyssal power could be absorbed, and {M#she}{F#he} became the key to the world's near-annihilation.

This was the moment that their paths intertwined — one a noble, tumbling from the light into the Abyss, the other a humble existence, climbing upward from the darkness.
Regicide, righteousness, ruthlessness, treachery, until all was rendered desolate. And that which came thereafter, where the two spirits bound by common agony would journey together, would also seem but a single point of intersection in their all-too-long, gradually diverging lives.

在伟大的王上宣布新王储继位时，他远远瞧见了那一缕金发。欢庆、喧闹的气氛与他并没有什么关系，抛洒的真花与假花最后还需要他协助清扫。他从后望里回过头，继续维持着宫门前广场的秩序。他目前还只是个普通的青年骑士罢了。

金发的王储则是疑惑地看了眼前的人山人海。{M#她}{F#他}之前暂居宫中，此刻才知晓这个地下王国居然生活着这么多人。{M#她}{F#他}本是失落的荣光之国孑遗，肩负着一个世界的责任。但在短暂的生活里，{M#她}{F#他}感受到了此处住民的善意，俯身担起大地的柱石，从世界之王成为了仅仅一国的希望。

青年的骑士出身虽然谈不上微末，然面对大势也可说得上不值得一提；金发的王储本身命运更加高贵，如今却失去了世界，独独眷恋一国。

后来，青年骑士得以晋升，被授予了「末光之剑」的称号；金发的王储则被末代的黑王领着，一步一步走下了王国的最深处。本来只是为了拯救因献上预言而被关入大狱、刺瞎双眼的哥哥，青年骑士召集了时代的麟儿们。他们救国的义举只是顺势而为。金发的王储却被用做无限吸收深渊力量的容器，成为了差点毁灭世界的钥匙。

这是崇高之人从光明跌落向深渊的途中，与微末之人从黑暗里攀登向上的轨道——它们交错的瞬间。
弑君、大义、杀心、背叛，直到一切成为一片荒芜。这之后，同病相怜的二人一同旅行的时间，相比两人过于漫长而且渐行渐远的人生，也几乎只是交错的一点罢了。