What was it like?

Cold, dead, nothingness.

The so-called [real person] just stood there, giving the witch Klara a feeling.

A false feeling, an illusion of its own existence as a phantom, not in this world.

"[The real person]..."

Mo Cheng chewed on this word, which contained many meanings, and he looked at the witch Clara, "I really want to know your

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