Elysia looked at the moon with a distant look. At present, she really feels alone. The same feelings as what she experienced in the past and has become a dark memory.
'If I really am gone, does anyone come to mourn for me at my funeral apart from my family?'
The melancholy atmosphere began to envelop her who was staring at the moon.
'Father, Mother, Linda. I hope you all stay healthy and always have a beautiful day there, and for Ali, are you still there with a different soul? If so I hope you treat my family well.'
Elysia can only pray to the family she left behind.
While she must immediately adapt to her current situation, not only was stranded into a different body and a different world without any knowledge but she also had to try to protect herself in this magical world full of fantasy where impossible things could be done.
Elysia closed her eyes to rest in a half-conscious state, a state of sleep that she had often done since long ago.
