C1896 In the End I Still Have to Rely on Me
The pure white metal figure would not respond.
It would not smile, it would not be angry, it would not speak.
It did not breathe, it did not have a heartbeat.
There was nothing.
This was a dead body.
When the soul left the body of theAmeras, her expression returned to its original state.
A pitiful smile.
That was not the expression that Angela Ziegler usually had
