In a world ruled by divided kingdoms where crossing borders is punished by death, a hidden passage between ramparts becomes the only link between two strangers from opposite sides.

A struggling shepherd, burdened by poverty and prejudice, fights daily to survive with dignity in a world that doubts her strength. On the other side, a boy living in disguise, hiding his true identity, seeks freedom from the weight of a crown by hunting wild beasts and selling their furs.

When their paths cross unexpectedly, what begins as a moment of gratitude soon becomes a secret sanctuary. As days turn into months and months into years, their bond deepens beyond friendship, blooming amidst danger, silence, and separation.

But the world they live in is cruel—driven by power, tradition, and fear. And as the truth begins to surface, so do the consequences of a love that was never meant to exist.

“Incarnation” is a tale of hidden roads, quiet resilience, and a connection that defies fate, forged not in luxury, but in loyalty, laughter, and longing.

Damian: Grandmother, do you really not know me?


Grandma: No, I don't. I don't even know what my own son looks like now! (snaps without turning)


Damian: Grandmother... can I please talk to you? (his voice softens)


Grandma: What is it now? Do you have some extra property to give away?


Damian: Actually... I don't have anyone else to talk to. And... I think you're the only one who won't judge me for how I feel.


Grandma: Ah, so it's about a girl. She rejected you, right? Kids these days—always so dramatic. I don't have the time or energy for this.


Damian: No... it's not about that. It's something else...


The room is dim. Ella lies on her bed, fast asleep. Her eyes are puffy, and her pillow is soaked with tears.


Rey stands silently at the door, watching her with a heavy heart. She walks in slowly and turns off the lamp beside Ella's bed. The room falls into darkness, lit only by the faint glow from the window.


"It's easy to say—'live life on your own terms.'"


"But in reality, it's society and other people who end up writing your story."


She gently closes the door, but stops for a moment outside.


"She's crying because she knows… she can't do anything about it. I just wish I could rewrite this chapter of her life."


[Scene: Ella's Room — Morning Light Filtering Through the Window]


Ella sits quietly, staring out the window. The door creaks open slightly. Rey peeks in.


Yeah. You should go. You're already getting late, and you'll have to work overtime otherwise.


Ella: (turns fully with a soft, broken smile)


Hey, if a future doctor skips her lessons, how will the world get a doctor like you?


Yeah, don't worry about me. I'm alright.


That was the first time her smile broke my heart.


Chapter 45 - chapter 45