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... y power on connecting with the Sasha that had my body. My consciousness ran up against a black wall.

“Urgh!” I threw my arms up in the air. “What am I doing wrong?”

“You need better control of your powers,” the ominous, mysterious Night God told me.

“I’ve been practicing for who knows how long. Why can’t I get it right!?” I slammed my fists into the ground.

I had no idea how much time had passed in my reality. From what I could gather, time in Realm of White Queen ...

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