Void『Final Liberty』
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  • Capítulos 3
  • Tempo 1h 39m
  • Leituras 30
  • Votos 0
  • Capítulos 3
  • Tempo 1h 39m
Concluído, Primeira publicação em fev 27, 2022
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"When I fulfilled my goal, everything seemed very colorful like a rainbow... It really is my happiest. But then again what's next?" Penelope Froster, a high school teacher asked in her mind. She is a dignified and respectable woman who is centered between her duties and follows everything accordingly. Her life was comparable to a bonfire, it's really beautiful and warm soothing every soul around her. Not later on, she reached the point where the fire is out and what remains is only a pile of ashes. She didn't have any idea what comes next. One day, someone came back in that place, bringing some dry woods and started to lit that fire again. Having that someone by her side, she started to see the light and feel the warm of being alive again. Filling or draining what's left in her, that someone will keep raising the fire until the both of them become one, she will live the life of absurdity expecting the unexpected turn of events in a very, very unexpected way~
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