Flee or Fight, Death Awaits Either Way [4]

Unlike the rest of the group, Miyuki navigated the mansion with surprising ease, despite its layout having been distorted by an unknown power.

Those especially the fallen would have deemed it impossible for a child to survive under such circumstances.

However, no law, forbidden or otherwise, decreed that a child couldn't endure in a ruined world.

Besides, unlike those who had been consumed by the story, Miyuki was far from helpless.

Narrowly avoiding certain death, she slipped through a concealed doorway, moving from one shadowed corridor to the next. Her movements were guided not by instinct alone but by the silent presence of a shadow that seemed to watch over her.

For reasons beyond her comprehension, the shadow appeared to be protecting her from the mansion.

Miyuki's gaze lingered on the shifting form ahead of her, its darkness rippling like a living veil. That was the same back that held an untold story.