"Haa… Ha… Ha… Ha…"
"What is…"
"How…"
In a room inside the courts of Miracles, Vincent, lying on the bed, felt his back burning! His skin was pulsating, and the pain felt like it was digging through his bones!
Sweats started to form on his forehead as his breathing became uneven!
Dreams…
Are those hallucinations and illusions called dreams calling him again?
Vincent doesn't want to sleep. He doesn't want to go back to that place.
But before he could fight his consciousness, Vincent closed his eyes, helpless.
However, different from his expectations, Vincent didn't dream about anything that night.
Instead, the mark on his back started to change, taking the shape of a flower.
It formed Slowly, like a snake familiarizing its home for the first time.
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Neirin stared at the dark sky as she tried to gather her strength again. She counted the stars and even looked at the moon vividly.
