Prologue

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The cold night was whispering as the little one slowly fell asleep and traveled to the other world again. The glittering in the sky she saw that night gradually faded. Everything was covered by darkness. It was as if she died once again.

Every time she loses the sparkle she holds, her insides become chaotic as if it is forcing her to destroy something. And she hated it—going to unfamiliar faraway places! The little one was alone and scared, silently holding her breath, afraid of the monster tracing her scent.

But then everything changed when she met this person, the hero of her dreams, who always hold her hands whenever she felt like it was not going to an end.

"We are finally here. It is time for you to go now."

"What? Are you leaving me here again? Please, no!"

"Goodbye, little one. Let's meet again in another world. I promise to be the first one to find you."

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