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To Live Again, For the First Time!

Emilin died a tragically sad death in her first life, if you could call it a life at all. No friends, no family, no ambition, no desire, no emotions. NOTHING. BUT this time, she was determined to live her life to the FULLEST! Emilin: [Who am I even?] DOTING BIG BROTHERS: [Bah! Who else but our cutest little sister?] LOVING PARENTS: [Ah! Our little angel of course.] OTHER CLASSMATES: [Who is this ice queen? So cool!] BEST FRIENDS: [Why is this so-called 24/7 ice face so clingy. But she’s too cute when she’s pouting! You’re our adorable little cinnamon roll.] HANDSOME ML: [Yeah, why are you so cling to them? Come be clingy with me! You are mine, as much as I am yours.] BUSINESS PARTNERS: [Who the fuck are you talking about? Surely, we do not speak of the same person! You are the little devil that descended from the 7 heavens, our little ancestor.]

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Getting Closer to M Pt IV: (Twitching Eyes & Whitened Hairs)

The two men, one young and one old stared at each other intently.

Both of them seemed rather relaxed, perhaps due to the incredible effects of the Aether Ebony or perhaps for another reason that was completely unrelated.

Even so, just from their sitting postures, it could be seen that one was more comfortable in his seat when compared to the other.

This was the advantage of being on your home ground when on a battlefield.

Master Giovanni had pretty much walked into the other party's playing field, but it wasn't really his fault since Elijah was known for not liking to talk over the phone when it came to important matters.

And there were clearly a lot of reasons for that.

Elijah liked to set the stage, and what would be the point of setting the stage if he couldn't even see the cast?