A woman cried painfully.
The woman cried regardless of the messy pink hair that touched the ground and got dirty.
The woman screamed like crazy.
She cried, scratching her chest frantically with the tip of her fingernails.
There was a wound on the fine hand that hit the marble floor.
At that time, the man’s beautiful voice comforted the woman as if he felt sorry.
“But what can I do?”
“There is no way, so you have to live.”
There was only one woman here. Then she heard the voice of a man with a beautiful voice.
Ironically, people called it a God.
God? It was so funny for the woman.
The woman’s beautiful face shed transparent tears. Even though the excitement was growing, the woman stayed still and kept breathing, perhaps exhausted.
“Live for now. You have to live to do something.”
A gentle voice comforted the woman.
“I’ll find a way; you just have to stay alive.”
“You’re lying.”
The woman laughed at the man’s words.
“How can you say that?”
The man was silent for a long time at the woman’s words.
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Dream?
I blinked my eyes without being able to clear my dim mind. Why is Rose crying in my dream?
And who is that voice?
I didn’t understand and had a question, but it didn’t last long.
…Why do I feel so stuffed up?
When I carefully lowered my eyes, my ankles were tied to the rope under my knees.
The thick, slightly rough string that couldn’t be seen was tied tightly around the wrist.
‘What kind of situation is this?’
My heart beat like crazy at the unexpected situation.
“Hmm, you’re awake?”
Sensing my condition, the man touched my knee with his foot. I wanted to curse for a moment, but I closed my mouth.
