2023-04-16 00:15:10Opening his eyes, Art found himself in an endless space with white glowing ground and a beautiful night sky with blue and green lights similar to an aurora.
It felt so peaceful in here that even he was surprised.“Wait! Did I die?” He muttered in confusion as he fell into contemplation. "But how?”“Maybe I couldn't handle the mana pressure back there.” He looked around once more.“Then is this heaven or something.”“Heaven?” He heard the voice of a little girl which from behind and he turned back immediately. His gaze fell on not one but two girls. Both of them were the cutest thing he had ever seen. They seemed to be twelve years old and looked alike in all aspects except for their hair and eye colour.One of them had blue hair which was worn in long bunches stretching below her knee with snow-white skin and blue sparkly eyes which were filled with curiosity while scanning every inch of his body.The other had the
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