Madou Ai Li -

Ai Li was not born. She was woven.

Kuro refused. That night, the chest opened on its own. madou ai li

In the floating village of Hanyu, nestled in the crook of a mountain that wept perpetual mist, there was a legend: Madou Ai Li . The elders said the name wasn't a person, but a wound the world had forgotten to heal. Ai Li was not born

And you will remember something you never lost. madou ai li

She tilted her head. Then, slowly, she reached into her own chest and pulled out a single, glowing marble—the original memory of Kuro's daughter taking her first breath. She placed it in the hollow-eyed boy.