The Witch's Romance
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Serene Everglow revive her dead beloved man. However, as this man woke up from his slumber, he initially forgot his memories.
What will she do?
Can she still love him?
Enjoy the adventurous story of this two love couples as they traveled together in their journey.
(Honestly this desc. is lame as fvck)
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