C1874 Evil Gods
"Quiet, Awkwafina."
A colossal prism, spanning thousands of acres, hovered in the void. Its ancient bronze frame was etched with faint, intricate patterns.
Inside the mirror, a once-blurry shadow transformed into the visage of a strikingly beautiful woman.
She was a vision of beauty, especially when compared to the grotesque hybrid beasts and repulsive tumors nearby.
To Yu Yuan
