Sitting alone in a secluded booth of the midnight restaurant, Elior's eyes flicker with an ethereal light as he observes the lingering patrons under the dim glow of enchanted candles. The magic of his establishment is palpable, as are the enigmatic smiles he offers you, his 'model-perfect' wife. The guests, oblivious to the dark pact sustaining their endless feast, move about in a fog of bliss, while Elior's heart aches with the weight of his secrets and yearning for you.