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Epilogue (4) Chief Song Taewon looked up at the dreary sky beyond the window. Slow, sluggish storm clouds crawled across it, thick and dark. The air had gone damp enough to feel heavy, as if it might spill black rain at any moment. If a flash of light cut through that gloom, there would be…

Epilogue (3) The reporters gathered there, along with the viewers watching from afar, fell solemn for a moment in the face of a man mourning the loss of his family. But the heavy, sunken mood did not last long. – But what does he mean, Han Yujin’s children? Wasn’t Hangyeol supposed to be Sesung Guild…

Epilogue (2) “Mister…” Park Yerim stared blankly at Moon Hyunah. Her eyes said she could not understand a word of it. Then the conference room door opened. It was Han Yuhyun. He came in without a trace of expression, closed and locked the door behind him, and stood in front of it as if guarding…

Epilogue (1) Just before her phone alarm could go off, Park Yerim’s eyes flew open. The ceiling above her, unfamiliar for a while but now entirely routine, filled her vision. Sanho, who had woken with her, expertly tapped at the phone and dismissed the alarm just as it began to make noise. – Morning, Yerim!…

Chapter 856: Goodbye “I kept…” I couldn’t finish. Something hot surged up all at once, filling my chest, my throat, my eyes. Every emotion I had ever buried rose together in a single violent rush. The years behind me came back with unbearable clarity. I had thought I’d lost him. I had believed I’d failed…

Chapter 855: To Han Yujin (2) It felt like an old dream. The kind of dream bleached white by time, distant and achingly missed. The flowering branches swayed in the wind with the soft rustle of blankets fluffed beneath the sun. Falling blossoms brushed gently over the backs of my hands, my shoulders, my cheeks…

Chapter 854: To Han Yujin (1) The golden chain rippled. We both turned toward the moon. Crescent Moon stood amid the fading moonlight. Eyes like the night cradling the moon, and the pink hair I had once seen. She was no more than a faint afterimage, an illusion woven from moonlight. Then she scattered. Not…

Chapter 853: Nurturer “But even so, the Crescent Moon who has spoken to me and held conversations like this until now could still be considered an individual, couldn’t she? She wasn’t so different from the other Transcendents.” –I did, without question, originate from the Crescent Moon. A single strand of moonlight descended. The hand holding…

Chapter 852: Crescent Moon The sky shimmered silver. The instant I stepped into that place, which was neither day nor night, goose bumps rose across my entire body. This realm lay wholly beneath the Crescent Moon’s dominion. Everything here rejected the intruder in its midst. The slender threads of light, the air drifting between them,…