Her Cangyin eyes lowered gently.
"Thank goodness," the girl's voice trembled slightly.
Thank goodness, on that day, Brother Shiayar hadn't betrayed her.
Thank goodness, the five-hundred-year wait had finally borne fruit.
Thus, the girl named Silvia found her reason for existence anew.
Thus, her world once again found its light.
BOOM—
BOOM—
The rumbling sound grew louder.
It was coming from the very depths of Silvia's inner world.
The chalk-white Tower was collapsing.
One after another, enormous white bricks fell from high above, kicking up clouds of dust.
The entire Tower was disintegrating, bright sunlight streaming through the gaps left by the dislodged bricks, illuminating the lightless world within.
Silvia silently watched the Tower collapse amid the roar. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the White Tower, falling upon her silver-white hair like a faint golden robe.
Shiayar listened to Silvia's story, his heart heavy.
