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Luna, the little girl with memories of her past life, shone like a radiant star, illuminating the dim future of the Glorious Demon Fortress. Within her small frame lay immense energy, enough to change everyone's destiny.
Though the path of magic training was arduous, she advanced step by step, bolstered by her past experiences and her efforts in this life, steadily increasing her strength.
“Aunt Aelia, what do you think hope is?” Luna asked with her big, sparkling eyes, her voice soft and childlike.
Aelia gently stroked Luna's silky golden hair. “Hope is…”
Luna nodded eagerly, a brilliant smile lighting up her small face. “Yes! Just like I believe we can restore the Glorious Demon Fortress to its former glory!”
Seeing the hopeful light in Luna's eyes, Aelia smiled with satisfaction. She took Luna's small hand and strolled through the ruins of the Glorious Demon Fortress.
The remnants of walls and overgrown weeds painted a picture of decay where once stood a magnificent castle.
“This was my room,” Aelia pointed to a patch of rubble, nostalgia filling her eyes. “I remember the garden outside was filled with Black Roses; every spring, their fragrance would fill the entire room…”
Luna seemed to sense the beauty from Aelia's memories. She held Aelia's hand tightly and whispered, “Aunt Aelia, we will rebuild the Glorious Demon Fortress and make it even more splendid than before!” Her eyes sparkled with determination, and her small figure seemed to embody infinite strength.
Just then, a slightly aged voice broke the tranquility. “Madam! Is that really you?”
An old woman, ragged and trembling, hurried over, her eyes clouded with emotion.
“Qin Si?” Aelia looked at the old woman in surprise as a familiar face from her memories gradually became clear. “It really is you! You’re alive!”
“Madam! I’m still alive! I finally see you again!” Qin Si cried tears of joy as she tightly embraced Aelia, as if fearing she would disappear once more.
Luna watched this scene with deep emotion in her heart. She knew that Qin Si had been Aelia’s devoted maid and one of the few who truly cared for her.
Soon, news spread throughout the Magic Castle, and people came rushing to catch a glimpse of their beloved Madam. They respectfully bowed to Aelia and Luna; Luna’s identity was no longer a secret—she was the hope of the Magic Castle and a little princess in everyone’s hearts.
Aelia inquired about Qin Si’s life over the years and felt a pang of sorrow upon learning that she had lived a life of hardship. Immediately, she ordered accommodations for Qin Si and granted her some wealth to ensure she could enjoy her twilight years in peace.
Everyone paid even more attention to Qin Si—not only because she was important to Aelia but also because they all hoped for the Magic Castle to regain its former glory soon.
Aelia took out a Magical Communication Device and handed it to Qin Si so they could stay in touch at any time.
After Aelia and Luna left, Qin Si was alone in the room, tightly clutching the Magical Communication Device that Aelia had given her. She trembled as she caressed the exquisite magical item, a complex glimmer flashing in her eyes. "Everything... is too late..." she murmured, her voice low and hoarse, as if it were a sigh emerging from the depths of hell.
With Luna and Aelia gone, only Qin Si remained in the room. The fading rays of the sunset streamed through the dilapidated window, casting mottled light and shadow on her wrinkled face, creating an eerie atmosphere. She slowly raised her hand, her weathered palm gripping the Magical Communication Device as if it were a lifeline.
However, in the next moment, Qin Si's gaze suddenly turned frenzied and sinister. As if scalded, she hurled the magical item to the ground with a dull thud. The delicate device rolled into the corner, emitting a faint glow but drawing no attention.
"Everything is too late! Too late! Hahahaha..." Qin Si suddenly clutched her head and began to laugh hysterically, her voice sharp and piercing like the mournful cry of a night owl, echoing in the empty room and sending chills down one's spine. Her body trembled violently, as if controlled by some terrifying force.
She abruptly lifted her head, her bloodshot eyes fixed on the doorway, a strange smile curling at her lips. In a low, hoarse voice that seemed to crawl out from the depths of hell, she said, "Madam, do you think you've returned? You know nothing! You've lost everything! Nothing can go back!"
Staggering to the window, she extended her bony fingers towards the horizon where the sun was setting, pointing to where the Glorious Demon Fortress once stood in all its splendor. "Glory? Hahahaha... Glory is long gone! All that remains is endless darkness and despair!"
Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, Qin Si covered her mouth with her hands and shook her head desperately, trying to escape some dreadful prophecy. "No... it shouldn't be like this... it shouldn't be like this..." she murmured, her voice growing fainter until it vanished into the endless darkness.
Finally, she collapsed onto the floor, staring vacantly at the ceiling while a strange smile crept across her lips as she whispered softly, "Leonard... he won't let anyone go... no one can escape..."
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