The persistence of mortals (1)
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"You're not Geralt!"
Quellas cried out in pain.
At that moment, he was in extreme despair, and the most terrifying thing was that he was clearly in the depths of the divine Kingdom, but he could not resist " Geralt's " actions.
The other party held all the authority.
There was only one possibility left.
Messiah ... Quellas lowered his head dejectedly.
At that moment, all the past flashed before his eyes like a slideshow. The stories of joy and sadness flashed past in the divine Kingdom of near and far. Quellas of countless eras appeared in the divine Kingdom, surrounding his body. His eyes lost their luster, and he was somewhat lost in the long river of memories.
..
It was snowing heavily outside the cold house.
The young boy was lying on his grandmother's knees, listening to her story.