Within the Black Fox, in the profound darkness, like a girl crazed with agitation, with disheveled black hair and blood-red pupils, stumbled forward while covering one of her eyes, incessantly wailing in pain.
"Damn it, everything is against me, taking advantage of the fact that I am just a strand of consciousness, if my main body were here—"
Black Moon paused, not finishing the sentence.
More than thirty thousand years had passed since her real body had been expelled, and it had long since traveled far from this world.
Even if the main body could return, the consequences for her might not be good. There was a great chance it would be devoured, losing the precious freedom of will.
"I still have a chance, that little fox is still in my hands."
However, when she walked into the tide of darkness and arrived back at that place, she found that the fox-eared girl had disappeared without a trace.
Where did she go?!
