Prologue: A Gentle Lullaby

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Dreaming is like living in the depths of unconsciousness. The lord's goodnight has only begun.

A gentle lullaby echoed...

A hallway leading into darkness. The sound of rustling wind. A sleepless wanderer.

A gentle lullaby echoed...

A tiny flickering flame. The creaking wooden floor. A little girl in the middle of the night.

A gentle lullaby echoed...

A gallery. The dusty room. Paintings hung on the walls.

A gentle lullaby echoed...

Several hues of death. A candle extinguishing on the floor. The figure behind her was...

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