Chapter 116 The Mystery of the Queen

Tears streamed down my face even in my sleep.

I could feel it.

The sadness.

The loneliness.

The crushing weight of entire centuries trapped in a place where time didn't exist.

It was suffocating.

Dark.

Cold.

And, at the same time, too empty.

As if existence itself had been slowly ripped away piece b...

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