Empress of Otherverse - Chapter 145 - Epilogue 5.2

When a traverser mistakenly thought that he had crossed the back of Britain in the 1980s, and when he was suffering from childhood, he would eventually sink into the darkness in repentance, and a strange and familiar admission notice would light up his life.

But when he came into contact with the deeper darkness, did he choose to stay away from the abyss or jump into it without hesitation?

”You wait, I will be back soon.”

On the fifth floor of the St. Mungo Hospital, he finally firmly held her pale hand.

This is a story of biting teeth, even a liar that you can lie, and struggles repeatedly in pain and tenderness.

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New story “99 Pursuits: Young Master Ning, Can't Stop Pampering” has been released, absolutely sweet and indulgent!Rumor has it that a certain CEO is not fond of women, yet his five-year-old son keeps clamoring for a mommy, while all the women who come forward get repeatedly rejected.“The legs are too thick, the chest is too small, the waist not slim enough!” the cute child shakes his head in disapproval.The women lament: Is he looking for a mommy or a wife?!The man nods in satisfaction: As expected of his son, warding off many unsuitable romances.Until one day, the cute child brings a beauty to him and says: I've taken a liking to this woman! If you don't marry her, I will!The man sneers coldly, thinking this woman is audacious, trying to deceive his son to marry into a wealthy family?Fine! The man straightforwardly throws a check and contract in the woman's face: Be my woman!Le Tong is dumbfounded, then outraged, packs up her things, and runs away, not forgetting to hand in her resignation letter.“CEO, the service that night was not bad, this is your tip!” Ji Rui looks at the penny in front of him, his face dark with anger: Chase after her!

I see dead people.But hey, it’s the zombie apocalypse, everyone is seeing dead people, including a blind girl. It’s not like I am that special.For a while, I thought I was going to be Cinderella, complete with the cruel stepfamily and the little mice for helpers. But instead of mice, I got demons from hell with a taste for chaos.Then again, there is nothing wrong with a little chaos in the middle of the apocalypse. It’s what makes life worth living.Unfortunately for others, they don’t quite see it that way. You see, I have a gift. One that isn’t exactly mine, but I can use it however I see fit.My gift is granting wishes.I'm a genie without a bottle, but it would be nice if people appreciated me more. All the humans ask for is the same thing… more food here, shelter there, kill these people, torture those. And I do it all, for a small price.I don’t ask for money or food, I can get that on my own. No, I want favors, souls, something that means everything for the other person. And they give it to me. Their momentary desire worth their long term happiness.But by the time they discover that, I’m long gone, already moved on to my next… client.I know I look young, starvation and abuse will do that to a girl. Humans tell me that I shouldn’t be wandering out there alone. Some try to help me… most don’t. But whoever said I was by myself? Just because others couldn’t see them didn’t mean my demons ever left. I still hear their voices in my head, whispering words of encouragement and love. For them, I’d do anything. Kill anyone. Destroy anything.After all, life is just a game, right? Those still alive at the end of the day were the lucky ones. Those who died were not. Everything is just a game of chance, all a human has to do is roll the dice.My only word of advice is to be careful what you wish for… you just might get it.My name is Hattie, welcome to my world.Would you like a cup of tea?

I dedicated 10 years of my life, focusing solely on regression.[Authority: Death Regression has naturally been nullified.