"If everything is true, then this world is not his real home, not the place he should stay. Perhaps we are being too pessimistic. That passerby in our memories may have simply returned to his original home."

"Take it easy. At least the friends we remember might still be alive."

"That's right, the sword of Andrei will never break."

They raised their glasses, clinked them together forcefully as if to smash them, shouted, and downed them in one gulp. The liquor flowed through their mouths, down their spines, splashed onto their pelvises, soaked the seats, and splattered everywhere.

"Honor the delusion!"

An enraged bartender rushed over and grabbed the lich by the spine with one hand each, lifting them both up.

"You two! Are you here to cause trouble?!"

"terribly sorry!"

……

The Bone Wasteland of Andre Academy.

A little girl dressed in a dark doll dress squatted beside the hanging tree, busy with her hands, puffing out her cheeks and making grunting noises.

"I won't make things worse! Nia is also very, very, very good at fixing things! Right, Grape!"

Tiny light bats hung from the twisted tree trunks, emitting light in the darkness.

“That’s right, Nia, the Plague Doctor is far too harsh!”

Encouraged, Nia smiled happily, and soon she finished her work and showed her creation to her good friend.

"It's done! Look, grapes!"

A crooked crown, pieced together from glowing fragments and tentacles, with its magical tentacles trembling and sticking up, gently landed on Nia's face with a soft thud.

"Now, Nia is the queen!"

The dark creatures that lingered in the void witnessed everything.

The tendrils of light covered one of the twin stars, and the greedy tentacles, not yet satisfied, reached out towards the other one.

(End of the book)

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