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Chapter 5

Author: Lunar Reverie
I thought everything would end once I died. I was wrong. My spirit remained. It floated in midair and watched the man kneeling before a pile of exquisite fabric.

Emile's brocade robe was already caked with dust. Silvery fragments of my soul still danced through the air. He waved his hands frantically, trying to catch them.

The only thing he managed to grasp was the paper bearing my will. He read the bloodstained words, his eyelashes trembling.

"I want the physician, now!"

I had never heard h
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