Hametsu No Ganbou Daiisshou Official

He reached into the largest shard and pulled out a black flower — petals made of ash, roots made of regret. It bloomed in his palm, and with it bloomed the first note of a song that had no end.

No answer came. Only the sound of his own heartbeat, syncing with the slow collapse of the floor beneath him. Hametsu no Ganbou Daiisshou

“Is this what you wanted?” the mirror whispered. He reached into the largest shard and pulled