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As Ditoyle dived into a sea of sorrow, something happened.
FLASH!
Suddenly, the presence of two people emerged behind her.
Teleportation?
Could it be Violet? She had begun to develop Spatial Magic.
There was no way that it could be… her.
However, two hands touched Ditoyle's shoulders.
A tiny one, and a larger one.
This larger one was delicate and beautiful… and the tiny one was cute and warm.
It was her daughter and…
"A-Aurora…?"
She looked back, finding Aurora alive before her. Her eyes flowing with tears.
"Ditoyle… I am back home." She muttered, smiling sweetly.
"Aurora!"
Ditoyle rushed over Aurora, as she jumped over her.
"Is it you? Is it really you?!" she asked, as Violet nodded.
"Its really her, mommy! She came back! She… somehow came back…" muttered Violet.
