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The puppet shook its mechanical head, its movements awkward and clumsy, yet no one seemed to notice or care in that moment.

”I donʼt know if what I did was truly wrong, or if I have sinned,” the puppet said quietly. ”But none of that matters anymore.”

”Let it all end here.”

The old man shouted, his voice trembling with emotion, ”No! You canʼt just give up like this!”

”You havenʼt atoned for what youʼve done. You canʼt run away from it, from your responsibility.”

His voice grew louder, filled with anguish. ”Why did the Tower Spirit School end up like this? How did it all come to this?”

”You were part of it!” he cried. ”If only you had stood with me back then, if only you had been stronger, maybe things wouldnʼt have turned out this way.”

”If only...”

Puppet Oran turned to Tut, his voice steady but filled with a quiet sorrow. ”Tut,” he said softly, ”there are no ʼif onlysʼ left.”

”What’s done is done.”

He paused, his gaze unwavering. Then he continued, ”Forgive yourself. Forgive me. Forgive everyone from the Tower Spirit School.”

The old man stood frozen, his expression crumbling as tears welled in his eyes. Slowly, his legs gave way, and he sank to the ground, his sobs breaking the silence.

He didnʼt know why he was crying. Was he crying for his lost decades?

Was he hating that everything from the past could never be recovered?

Or perhaps he couldnʼt accept that Oran and everything else would leave him.

This tower had not only imprisoned puppet Oran and many evil spirits, but also himself.

At that moment, Saint Raphael descended gracefully. Her figure shimmered, appearing at the base of the tower, surrounded by a cascade of starlight and vibrant petals.

She stood before Grand Elder Xin Jisi. ”I refuse,” she stated firmly.

”I donʼt think they are evil spirits or bad people.”

Behind her, puppet Oranʼs voice interrupted. ”Saint Raphael,” he asked, ”do you still intend to keep us in your spirit realm, as a nymph from the Creatorʼs Domain?”

Saint Raphael turned back to the puppet, her expression calm but resolute.

”No,” she said softly, ”but I can save them.”

”And one day,” she added, looking at Oran, ”Iʼll find a way to save you too.”

The puppet was startled at first. A glimmer of light flashed through his gem-set eye sockets but quickly dimmed.

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”It is not possible,” he said, his voice flat.

”They have lost their minds. We are all completely shattered, beyond repair.”

”It is like trying to make time flow backward.”

Saint Raphael declared loudly, ”Puppet, I am a nymph from the Creatorʼs Domain!”

”I canʼt bring them back to life, but I can guide them to become life dreams once more.”

”Through this, they can return to the Creatorʼs Domain and face the judgment they deserve.”

The puppet looked at Saint Raphael, unsure whether to trust her.

Saint Raphaelʼs form flickered, appearing directly on the staircase.

She stood with her back to the sky and sunlight, drawing the attention of both the puppet and guardian Tut.

She spread her arms wide. Her voice was steady and resolute, as if channeling the will of the Creatorʼs Domain. ”It is not for us to decide who is right or wrong, or who has truly sinned.”

”Oran, Tut,” she continued, her gaze firm yet compassionate. ”Let the Creator be the one to judge all sin and evil.”

The puppet lifted its gaze toward Saint Raphael.

Behind her, sunlight streamed down, casting a warm glow.

The towering structure, the endless ocean, the vast expanse of sky.

In that moment, it felt as though it finally understood the divine messengerʼs words and glimpsed the light of salvation.

But Grand Elder Xin Jisi was unwilling to let this happen. He had nearly persuaded Saint Raphael and was just one step away from success.

”Lady Saint Raphael!” he called out, his voice carrying urgency. ”There is another matter I wish to discuss with you...”

But Saint Raphael, trailing starlight and flower petal shadows, flashed directly before Xin Jisi.

”Donʼt worry,” she assured him with a smile.

”I wonʼt take something for nothing. If they arenʼt in the contract, Iʼll exchange something else with you.”

She extended both hands, her leather case suddenly appearing.

The case sprang open, and a stone lump flew out.

Saint Raphael held up a peculiar statue shaped like a human head, its features rough and unrefined.

”Ta-da!” she exclaimed, her voice brimming with excitement.

”Look at this!” she added, her tone filled with enthusiasm and pride, as if the object making its appearance was some incredible treasure, a rarity found nowhere else in the world.

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