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... irl back."
Akaza blinked in confusion, his brow furrowing slightly. He didn’t yet know who this "girl" was, but I could see the faintest flicker of hope in his eyes.
The task ahead wasn’t simple. The woman I was about to resurrect had died centuries ago—800 years, to be exact. Her body no longer existed, which meant I would need to go beyond conventional magic to restore her. I reached out mentally.
Give me a hand, Death.
"Of course, dear," Death replied, her voic ...
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