Another World
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Last published Fri, Feb 3, 2023
A young girl by the name of Hyacinth decides that it's finally time to escape from her abusive household, and to try to survive on her own.
However, she soon finds that somehow, she no longer resides on Earth.
Here in this new world, she finds comfort in a mysterious man named Ceraphin, who seems to know her surprisingly well, even despite Hyacinth having never met him until the night she ran away from her previous home.
As a higher being, Ceraphin makes it a point to actively take care of, and to look after Hyacinth, seeming to constantly stress over her well-being, and go out of his way to make her happy.
As Hyacinth spends more and more time in this new world, she discovers many different things, and meets many new people.
However, one question stands out from all of the others she's asked herself before.
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