©Novel Buddy
Previous chapter:
Chapter 145: Luck(IV)
Next chapter:
Chapter 147: Me, Myself, and I(II)
PREVIEW
... t cross-legged at its center, alone.
He was utterly still, his presence blending seamlessly with the vast emptiness around him. The only signs of life were the slow, rhythmic heaving of his chest and the faint, steady echo of his heartbeat, a quiet cadence that resonated with the serenity of the world.
His long black hair swayed gently in the breeze, each strand flowing like ink spilled into the air. His pristine white robes fluttered softly, catching the light of the stars above ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE