Ding!
[You are attempting to absorb another piece of the Dark Emperor's memory fragment.]
[Do you want to confirm? Y / N?]
'Yes!'
Once Albion confirmed, one of the myriads of memory fragments floating in his sea of consciousness was perfectly devoured by the soul core at the center.
The specks of glittering white dust in his sea of consciousness were like the stars in the dark expanse; they floated aimlessly.
But with the improvement of Albion's soul, the myriads of white glittering memory fragments revolved around his soul core, resembling a starry sky—no, the milky way.
Ding!
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