The Omega's Redemption.
I pulled it hesitantly, sneezing as the dust clouded my nostrils.
I flipped the pages, each turn swirling its dust, the pages were brittle. But then I saw it—a letter, carefully tugged into page 190 of the book. My breath hatched as the imprints on the cover looked familiar from the handwriting, staring back at me.
*To our lovely daughter, Evans,*
*The day you see this, is the day your fate turns cruel.*
My hands shaked for the flick moment.
*You are a divine child, the destiny of life resting in your hands. The blood that runs through your veins is ancient, primal and powerful. There are those who will seek to manipulate you, but you must seek to stand your ground. You must not let them.*
Bab Populer