�I�m sorry, Sirone.�

Feope�s body as she closed her eyes and kissed Sirone�s mouth began to burn with a dazzling light.

It was an act of pouring out all of one�s lifespan and concentrating it into a single vitality.

�love you.�

With a concept she realized more clearly than a year ago, Feope threw her heart into Sirone once again.

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Sirone was sitting in the grass and looking at the lake.

The lake was white as milk and as calm as in the middle of a windless land.

His eyes were fixed on the horizon above the surface of the water.

-What are you looking at?

�Ikael.�

The water surface convexly rose from the center of the lake and changed into the shape of Ikael.

The immaculate liquid that flowed smoothly across the surface disappeared, and Ikael�s image appeared as if it were a real thing.

-What are you looking at?

�father.�mom.�

Ikael collapsed like a sandcastle flowing down, and the Vincent couple took his place.

�Rian.�Amy.�friends.�

The calm surface of the water began to shake as if it had met a storm.

Countless forms of people floated to the surface, completely filled with allies and enemies, loved ones and haters.

-What are you looking at?

The milky liquid coalesced and transformed into the shape of a gigantic Mirka.

I was properly hit by her diet eating out, which fundamentally blocks variables.

But was it really an enemy that could never be defeated?

Marsha�s advice that there are no absolutes when it comes to eating out passed through my head.

�Who is it?�

Sirone suddenly lifted her head and looked into the air.

Who are you?

The voice that asked you a question from earlier.

-In fact, seeing is nothing more than a process of confirming that something is already there or not.

The voice was as bland as air. JrNovels.com