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Words eluded him, after he'd said her name with so much surge of emotions. But then, the thoughts came. The hopelessness. The possibility that this could be another god-damned mirage. Another trick to get him at his edge. Another lie. Another reason to leave him more sullen. But as much as Arthur tried to convince himself that this was a mirage, it wasn't working. The voice was so vivid. And this time, he'd found someone who seemed like she owned the voice. His shaky fingers grabbed the shot glass and he took its content in a quick draught. Dizziness crawled up his eyes, but he definitely shook it off.

Blake's POV: Right now, I'm gonna say that I am in a state of mind where I wanna be, like all the time! A place where my package of pleasures is living their existence. Oh, I don't even know how did I get here. Mind me telling you that there are hundreds of soft cream clouds. Woah, this is so cool. And look! I'm flying! I can fly! Colorful snacks! Ice creams! Chocolates and bowls of milk! Where's my Bear? Oh, it's so unfair. He would be happy if I have him here. Wow, is that waffles! Ooh, there's a pancake too! Oh, I can smell it too! It's getting thicker! Their aromas! Suddenly, the pancake's scents were replaced by a strawberry one. I can't help but leaned over the strawberry scent, only t

Madam Serena giggled and clapped in glee. Darrion looked up to the tree that has fork like leaves and several greenish fruit, also one yellowish orange fruit. He had ever heard of this fruit tree, and he looked at how it looked like from his father’s book before. But he never actually saw it in person. “That’s the Honey Pearlet?” Darrion asked without looking away from the only orange colored fruit in the tree.

Unknowingly, my nerve cells started to respond to the circumstances. The two of them didn't seem to notice that there was someone else besides them as they were lost in their world. They appeared to be close friends and both of them were radiating in the room. One was blessed with light brown pastel coloured eyes which seemed as sweet as sugar and the other one was blessed with black coloured eyes which seemed as deep as the sea.

"You must be tired. Kimberly got us a lot of fruits from the garden, have a few." As she spoke, Amie pointed to a basket. Darryl nodded with a smile, but frowned at the sight of the fruits. They were about the size of half a fist, and looked like apples that were slightly darker in color. Darryl also noticed that there was no light reflecting off them at all, but they looked extremely fresh. Upon realizing this, Darryl understood what the fruits were. These fruits were probably from the darker parts of the garden, and hardly got much sun. That was why they were so dark in color.

Dark Matter was crucial for Dark Beings’ cultivation. “There’s an abundance of Dark Matter.” A few of the Lord marveled. Swoosh! Suddenly, a purple light burst out ahead of them. Everyone looked toward the light and saw a small, purple tree. The tree had a purple fruit that emitted magical power. “That’s a Macrocosm Fruit.” One of the Lords instantly flashed toward the small tree, uprooted it, and stored it in his storage without hesitation. However, when he uprooted the small tree, a black light emerged from the ground and swept toward him.

At this moment, the silver light in the mountainside glowed fiercely more than ten times, and even strange holy hymns floated out. When Alex turned around, he saw that all the seven Stardew fruits were ripe. Each of them had strange runes flowing on it, entwined by the power of laws and dotted with the mist of stars. If he looked at it carefully, he was like gazing at the distant universe in deep space, mystifying yet unusually brilliant.

"Actually, this fruit is called Dreamshade. Your son fell into a deep sleep because he mistakenly ingested it." "Dreamshade? I've never heard of it." "Dreamshade is a purple fruit that grows on the Dreamshade Tree. It contains a substance called Dreamshade, which can plunge a person into a deep sleep and dreams, making them unable to wake up and distinguish between reality and dreams, ultimately leading to a sleep-induced death." "Sleep-induced death?!" Zachary widened his eyes in horror. "I also ate this fruit, but why is it only my son who fell into a sleep?"

He looked at the cute, young man and continued asking, "Tell me, what's the use of a Cloud Fruit?" "After… after one consumes a Cloud Fruit, they can boost their abilities by ten times for a short period of time. It's a very precious pill in the eastern lands," the cute, young man answered. Needless to say, he was still stunned. Lucas immediately understood everything after he heard that. "That means you're considered quite daring," Lucas looked at the cute, young man and said. The cute young man heard it, and he touched his head as if he was embarrassed. "Hey human, are you trying to make enemies out of us, the Dark Palace?" one of the Rank 1 Honorable Ranked Dark Races said coldly to Lucas

The old woman had a shadow and a name, so she should not be a ghost but a human. “Ma’am, why are you here?” Quinn asked carefully. This was underground, so it was pretty spooky for Quinn to run into an old woman here. “I’m here searching for a spiritual fruit,” Madam Snake grinned. “Spiritual fruit?” Quinn was stunned. Madam Snake frowned and said, “It’s a red fruit smaller than an egg. It tastes very sweet. It’s called Crimson Fruit.” After she said that, Quinn’s expression changed. Madam Snake’s description of the Crimson Fruit was the same as the fruits she and Chase ate.