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"What a terrifying atmosphere!"
Willow Tennyson couldn't help but shiver, aware that the women before her were formidable and came from significant backgrounds.
Either they were Thorn Church Saintess Candidates, or they ranked among the top in the Entrance Examination.
The origins of the Dream of the Crimson Moon sisters were so taboo that even her mother refused to speak of them, going as far as warning to keep away from them.
Not a single one was a simple character!
The most mysterious of all was Evelyn Walker… Willow had confirmed that those enigmatic stares weren't just her illusion, because even the toys on her were frightened.
It was as if the future itself was being watched by countless pairs of dark blue eyes, with an endless shadow looming over.
If she continued forward, she would be swallowed by the darkness!
This was a warning to herself!
"Do you think I grew up scared?"
