In a place far away from Sebastian's world, a youthful yet captivating voice danced within a massive, grand library.

"Yes... A different future lied in wait for Sebastian."

Sitting at a desk was an ordinary person in deep contemplation. This 'ordinary person' continued to let their thoughts develop as they delved deeper into the first chapter of the book they were reading.

"Sebastian was sure it wasn't going to be easy."

There was nothing about the situation that he was in that made it seem like he could progress without much difficulty. After all he was nothing but a child back then... in a very large and continuously growing world.

Nevertheless, as long as he had the chance to redo things with the power of something that defies logic itself-

"Something impossible..."

Then no matter how small the possibility, he would do his best to make it certainty. After all, that was 'who' I always knew he... was?

Well...

"I believe that brings us to a close for chapter one of this story today."

An elegant woman with clean white, porcelain skin murmured to herself before closing the book she was engrossed in. Her appearance was very refined. She wore elaborate black clothes which were victorian-era-style formal European attire, along with a pair of white gloves. She was a young woman with long dark black hair, braided and swept to her right.

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She waited for a while in contemplation, coughing as she got up from her chair. She removed the books from her dust ridden desk, placing them one by one on an old wooden trolley.

Wandering the desolate library, she began to return each book to its respective shelf. After finishing her task, she made for the door leading to the outside world. Pausing, she remembered the many times she had stood in front of this very door...

Although this time, she was closer.

"No... not today I guess. It's obviously too early for me to try... a-and for him to..."

Sighing, a slighty frustrating look appeared on her face. The Librarian turned around and walked straight past the towering shelves that loomed over her on each side. She headed all the way down to her desk near the far end of the library and spent some time cleaning it whilst thinking to herself. Afterwards, she sat down in her seat and started tapping on her desk.

"Well... I might as well continue. Especially if I want to see 'him' sooner..."

The woman proceeded to open the book that was clung to her right side. She picked up from where she had previously, and continued to immerse herself in 'his' world.

The Librarian would continue to do this for a very long time. Time didn't matter very much to her. She didn't know who 'he' was but she yearned for him and waited patiently, never fully knowing when her wish would be granted. Never fully knowing when he would finally appear before her, or if he ever even would.

She was all alone in this never ending library, and could do nothing but read in silence and solitude. It was something that she could not change.

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[Time would continue to tick and she would continue to wait. That was... her fate.]

- The Wanderer of Time