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After becoming free from death, she had come to understand the world beyond it.
God was alive, and heaven existed.
It was prepared and opened for those who suffered.
But there was a question.
For those whose hell had opened within their own hearts, did heaven truly have any meaning?
Tap.
Gyeon Jioh landed on the floor.
The engravings she had placed on the Named individuals of Sukwoon were designed so that any abnormalities would be transmitted to the engraver the moment they were detected.
Of course, only when the abnormality was no ordinary one……
In other words, only when they were on the verge of death.
“…….”
Silence.
Jioh walked slowly.
Following the long, dark trail of blood across the floor, as though something had been dragged along it.
Glass fragments crunched under each step.
Broken and shattered pieces, spilled formaldehyde-like liquid, drifting remnants of mana…….
Everything around her…