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we will not dwell on these small problems. I know very little about the book of Azathoth or your non-reincarnated parts.
before demiya could speak to Aria, the ocean disappeared from her mind and Aria's mind returned to the real world, dismissing her thoughts at the same time.
At last Arya saw two silver pupils, like rust, like the eyes of God, looking at her across the rivers of time and life and death, and her soul was dark, Arya. he found himself unable to think of what had happened there.
this time, hadeg became a good old man again.
So why did you e here? Is this village beautiful?
when hardeg said that, Aria felt a cold shiver on her skin, as if she saw the entrance to purgatory, and it seemed as if a plane flew in front of her straight to purgatory, and the cold wind rose. he tried to hide his voice and speak, but nothing came out.
A strange magic came out of his hands. It was a magical book, Arya herself, the book of Azathoth.
what he could not reveal was the magical power of this grimoire.
of course this fake book is bad, Aria is there.
this magical book calls Arya her master, but the real teacher is this magical book.
Aria can't speak because of the magical power of the book.
hardegger looked at Arya's face and wanted to tell her but couldn't and started to cry, scared. there was anger in his heart, and he snapped his fingers again. then, the pain Arya hated hit. memory is like a wave tha
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