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I am just an NPC ,but I rewrite the story - Chapter 63: [] The Last Draft and the New Horizon
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... dn’t sound like it was coming from my mouth. It felt like it was echoing from the walls of a room that hadn’t been built yet.
The white void was blinding. It wasn’t like the darkness of the Void-Wastes or the emerald saturation of the World Tree. It was just... empty. There was no floor, no ceiling, and no horizon. I was floating, but my feet felt like they were resting on something solid, yet invisible.
"Ren? Ren, where are you? I can’t see my own hands!" Tybalt’s voice drifted ...
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