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The guilt of dragging her friends and people she loves to the mess that have made, she regret it. From the start she always blaming herself for the died good people only because of her existence.
Even now, her body lying lifeless at the cold and hard dirt ground. Till now, even her friends dies because of her and all this stupid 'hero' adventure stuff they call. "If only..If only, I do everything by self..would it be better?" She say. "will everyone still alive, if I used only my powers to save all the klan and does my duty as princess of klan moon? If it is..I wish everything goes back to the beginning, before that monster named Tamus ever appear before me." her hand turn into fist and glare at Si Tanpa Mahkota with hatred eyes.
"Curse you bastard, Si Tanpa Mahkota..!" that were was her final words before Si Tanpa Mahkota sway the spear to her neck.
Raib open her eyes only to see ceilings she really familiar with, her room. she could feel sweats covered her entirely, she glance around to see Si Putih and Si Hitam sleeping at her lap. it didn't take her long to realize everything.
'I...Came back to the past.!?'
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-[𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜:
' 𝚂𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚛
' 𝚅𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎
' 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍
' 𝙼𝚊𝚓𝚘𝚛 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑
' 𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑
' 𝙲𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑
' 𝙴𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚝 𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎
' 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖
' 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝]
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