Abigail Green was very tired.
Her whole body felt exhausted.
She was drenched in sweat.
The immersive memories from earlier made her recall more details.
For a moment, she even couldn't tell who she was.
Abigail Green or just Abigail.
They seemed to originally be one person. They were parts of each other's personalities, another self in a parallel space.
Because they both died, they returned to one body.
The trivial pains Abigail Green had experienced spread into her body and even her soul.
Those dark, damp years smoothed out a girl's pride and self-respect, and eroded her will to live.
Just now, she seemed to return to the moment of rebirth.
Pain, despair, no vitality, she even let go of all her attachments to this world.
Abigail knew that was not her consciousness.
That was the aura surrounding Abigail Green in her final moments.
