Chasing my Luna
“You’re saying we caused this?”
“No,” the Weaver said, her tone neither kind nor cruel. “You revealed it. The chaos was always there, hidden领头先发,紧接着,The Weaver vanished, her form dissolving into the void. The platform trembled, and a low hum filled the air, growing louder with each passing second. From the shadows of the void, figures emerged—not shadow creatures, but echoes of themselves, their faces twisted with rage and despair. Jessica saw her own echo, its eyes hollow, its hands dripping with black blood.
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