Lin An has never been one to wallow in the melancholy of spring and autumn; his life experiences simply didn't afford him the luxury of soaking in such sentiments.
After contentedly reviewing his collection, he began to ponder the reason for entering this space between the real world and the Spirit Realm.
To summarize the patterns, so he might return next time, perhaps this place would serve some purpose.
He couldn't help but mobilize his witchcraft spirituality to assist in the functioning of his brain.
But he was quickly stunned.
The operations that were once routine to him were now utterly horrifying in this world.
The grey and dim version of himself suddenly opened his eyelids, and the dark gold eyeballs inside rolled around, swiftly surveying the 'Witchcraft Spirituality Platter,' 'Portrait Shadow Wall,' and 'Spirituality Pedestal,' before fixating on the 'Witchcraft Spirituality Platter.'
