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Legendary Soul Art

[Daily Updates at 15:00 GMT+2] Becoming a Soul Artist was every kid's dream and goal in life. They would train hard since young and then join the Soul Academy to make their parents proud. When a mysterious teen walked up the stage to get tested during the yearly Selection, everyone assumed he had the same dream. They were wrong. He had much bigger goals and he bet with his life to achieve them. His name was Number One. —————— Check out my other novels too! Author's Insta -> instagram.com/piokilek Discord -> https://discord.gg/mFmYwyT

Piokilek · Fantasia
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139 Chs

Dead or Alive?

Thud.

Nami fell down to the floor with her face drained of blood. All the plans and dreams she had collapsed with one action of the person she trusted the most. "I can't believe you would do that… I don't believe it… You must be playing with me… My own sister wouldn't do that to me…"

Miss Black's expression sank further as she crouched to pick Nami up. "Nami… I did it for us. We can now travel together and—"

"Don't touch me!" Nami cut her sister off while jerking her hands away. "I don't even want to see you right now. What travel are you talking about? I'm not going anywhere with you."

The hateful gaze of Nami was like hot knives that stabbed right through Miss Black's Soul. It hurt her more than any injury she sustained in the past and the pain didn't want to go away. The pain only increased as time went on and she finally shed a single tear.

"Nami…" Miss Black repeated softly but no more words came out. She had no explanation for what she had done.