In an instant, Roman, Francis, and the ghost kings all shuddered and widened their eyes in disbelief. They were shocked not only because the sound came out of nowhere, but also because it marked the tenth sound.
In every aspect of Darsia's understanding, there was never a concept beyond nine. When water reached its brim, it would overflow, and when the moon was full, it waned.
How could there possibly be a tenth sound?
What exactly is going on?
What was happening, and what did this signify?
RESTRICTED CONTENT
Sorry, this chapter is locked. Only readers with active membership account can access this page.
Visit https://virtual-novel.net/donate/ to have active membership account.
Alternative site is available for free readers (no regular updates for some titles)
OR LOGIN: