The raging flames had completely disappeared, and the world of despair from just moments ago seemed as if it never existed; people felt as though they had just been on a crazy, dream-like journey.
In the tranquil night, stars twinkled, and the bright moonlight fell upon the earth, as if enveloping the whole world in a soft, silvery white.
Karl had realized that Irene's soul extended with a certain uniqueness, for that thread of black light was none other than a splinter of his own soul.
Originally, he had voluntarily split his soul and inserted it into Irene's, causing a fusion effect. As a result, the Fischer family members, because of Irene, had indirectly become his favored clan.
It was obvious that Irene's situation was completely different from everyone else's.
She could even be considered as half an embodiment of himself.
