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Emilin died a tragically sad death in her first life, if you could call it a life at all.

No friends, no family, no ambition, no desire, no emotions.

NOTHING. BUT this time, she was determined to live her life to the FULLEST!

Emilin: [Who am I even?]

DOTING BIG BROTHERS: [Bah! Who else but our cutest little sister?]

LOVING PARENTS: [Ah! Our little angel of course.]

OTHER CLASSMATES: [Who is this ice queen? So cool!]

BEST FRIENDS: [Why is this so-called 24/7 ice face so clingy. But she’s too cute when she’s pouting! You’re our adorable little cinnamon roll.]

HANDSOME ML: [Yeah, why are you so cling to them? Come be clingy with me! You are mine, as much as I am yours.]

BUSINESS PARTNERS: [Who the fuck are you talking about? Surely, we do not speak of the same person! You are the little devil that descended from the 7 heavens, our little ancestor.]

To Live Again, For the First Time!

The sun already set and Emilin took a few decent photos of the scenery with the naturally occurring twilight filter. Surrounded by darkness, a small campfire illuminated the area around Emilin's tent as Emilin sat in front of the flame with her eyes closed.

She didn't want to damage her eyes with the flame's residue that drifted in the air.

Even though the temperature at night wasn't particularly cold yet, it would only get colder as time passed, as for right now, Emilin just wanted to absorb some of the warmth that surrounded her.

It was both lonely and comforting.

Emilin had felt somewhat empty after Grandma Charlotte left. Even though they didn't do or say much of anything, her simple company out here was already somewhat comforting. Now however, she didn't have anyone around once again, but this time, it was after obtaining some company and so the feeling was totally different from when she started out this journey alone.

Path Pt IV: (Ha.)