8. Last Words (98) Long ago, there was a girl who believed in fate. Emma brewed the potion while recalling an ancient myth. Various ingredients mixed together, steam rising, followed by a pungent medicinal smell filling the workshop. It was a process she had repeated countless times until now. There were no mistakes. This wasn’t arrogance but certainty. It was...
Useful Links
Copyright © 2024 MugenCodex. All Rights Reserved.