Chapter 14. Tribrid's True Self

GRACE P. O. V

A room dominated by black, red, and gray looked mysterious in my vision. Once again, I entered a different dimension.

The wind blew strongly, hitting my exposed body. I quickly buttoned Gabriel's black shirt, which was currently attached to my body.

My head moved in random directions to look for a way out. However, my gaze stopped at a large painting that looked mysterious.

The surface of my boots rubbing against the marble floor made a noise in this quiet room. I approached the only painting on the red brick wall.

“Who is she? Why does she have a face so similar to mine?” My fingers stroked the surface of the painting. The knife suddenly came out from inside the painting and stabbed my hand.

“Grace, you finally come to my place.”

I looked back and found a woman wearing a black dress with red gradients from medieval Europe. Her long black hair flowed down to her waist. She stood gracefully. Her lips, smeared with red lipstick, smirked. She looked cold and mysterio