Chapter 190: Vanished Like Yesterday

The Creation of the World hung high in the night sky, a cold wind swept over the Endless Sea, and the broken waves gently floated around. The small boat rocked and swayed, like a dream that was about to wake before dawn.

But Alice didn't actually know what it meant to "dream." She had slept for a very, very long time but had never truly dreamed like humans do. She guessed that dreaming must be similar to this state.

Floating in a vast, vast place, her thoughts also drifted about.

She lifted her head and saw only the sea in the distance; the remote lights of the Homeloss seemed like tiny candle flames hovering over the surface of the water. This even gave her the feeling that the whole world had disappeared, leaving only herself, the small boat beneath her, and the boundless Endless Sea.

Oh, and the three Doomsday Preachers tied up with ropes across from her.

The doll miss shifted her gaze from the distance and curiously observed the Heretics tied up in front of her.