THE SECRET OF ANNALIZA

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Typho!

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I hope you are not disappointed when you read this article.  I haven't revised😭 directly up...

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A chill rippled through the body wrapped neatly in that bone-white dress. His dark black hair added a cold impression in every corner. Less lighting makes Annaliza's vision a little unclear. But he could feel that this place was not his room. Not the last place he occupied before losing consciousness. Annaliza groaned, as she tried to get up but couldn't. His hands seemed to be tied tightly as well as his feet. His eyes looked for something in all directions. Wishing there could be something or someone that could open these shackles. Her throat was still dry and Annaliza realized that she was still unable to speak.

Eve slammed out of the open window still piercing Annaliza's skin. The dress she was wearing at the moment did not cover the area of her arms as well as her calves. Her pale skin added to the impression that Annaliza was tormented. He's cold.

His eyes turned on the wide-open window. Showing a very dark night without any lighting. The dark sky shows neither the stars nor the moon that always adorn it. Snowy. That night it snowed heavily. Annaliza thinks that it will soon snowstorm. And believe me, he is very cold right now. There was no one he could find help with or seek help without his voice. This predicament left Annaliza with a very extreme cold without being able to protect herself with anything warm.

Lips vibrate. His breathing let out a warm air as the cold swept through his entire body.  Annaliza can't move her body. He also cannot use his power.

What exactly is this?

And it's true that a snowstorm happened. Hit that open room. Anna's body is getting cold. His eyes could not withstand the pain that was seeping into the layers of his pores. And he fainted.

A shadow perched on the window. Annaliza who had lost her consciousness did not know this. But surely the shadow was standing right next to Annaliza's bed after she nimbly closed the window.

A moment later, he fell down beside Annaliza and gave her warmth.

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Again and again. Grief enveloped the Jesincsver residence. Losing again. The loss of Jesincsver's daughter took the family by storm. Like the wind, the news spread after half a day Annaliza disappeared. The citizens of Auxenia feel that the loss of Annaliza is a blessing. They did not need to wait for the king's decision to expel Annaliza from Auxenia. The misadventure has disappeared.

Rain who currently could not do anything either. Right now he still thinks about Annaliza as well as about her silence. If left untreated, Annaliza will lose her vocal cords forever.

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There is an ancient book stored neatly and secretively in the mountains of Gehforeds that is known to many people. The reason it is called a secret is because to find the ancient book we have to solve a series of magic, spells, control, unlimited power and the most important thing is the purity of a whitenies.

The ancient book written by the angels beside God is a very sought after thing. Its existence can make mala calamity or a happy thing depending on the person wearing it. Thousands of magic spells and even control until the very secret stories of the past exist.

In conclusion, if you want to know the problems of this world, then you must further explore the entire contents of the ancient book.

Revanza clucked as he listened to what his subordinates were saying. Although a little upset he then now he must find Annaliza first. Whitenies, it must be him again.

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Dreamworld.

The girl in black red armor looked a little displeased as she stepped on the enemy under her current support. With a sword stuck in the enemy's back made those eyes dim. The mask that always closes the beauty that is not known to everyone.

"Our Raidencs won"

"Greetings on whitenies."

Not until a few hours to pass the change of flow where he saw is now replaced again.  What Annaliza saw now was a terrible sight. Blood upheaval occurred but he saw himself standing in the middle of bloodshed generation. The long white dress embroidered with golden dragons was stained with blood red from the feud. Those eyes were staring intently at the scarlet iris which was extremely frightening. A moment later something sharp penetrated on the translucent back on his chest. Right at his heart. When he found out who was doing it, he stared disappointedly at her. The high confidence he had always been proud of was shattered with a stab filled with treason.

Annaliza held exactly the same when the organization was in a long sword stab. At first glance Annaliza can see the character's name 'Kierinziraj'.  With that Annaliza was filled with a thirst for hatred. A deep sense of disappointment. A heartache that causes a joy that can not be occupied anymore.

But does the devil not have a heart?

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Anzea intended to unite and unite between clans that have spread. But that is impossible. A very different gap could not be put together just because of his desires.

However, the reason is only one that he and Arcanzo can both have lives that can be blessed by the world.

The origin demon clan and the ancient demon clan would never be able to unite either. Forever.

It has been listed in ancient books that the angels have written at God's command.

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"It's not what you see. Anzea let me explain everything to you."

"How many times have I told you I'm not Anzea. I'm Annaliza."

"No matter to me you're just Anzeaku"

"Take off my noble Kennouren!"

"And make you go away again after I've waited for you for hundreds of years!"

Annaliza gritted her teeth looking at the young man who was staring fiercely at her.  That look was reminiscent of the dream he saw last night. What's the matter? Anzeah! Anzeah! Anzeah! Everything Anzea. Fuck the incarnation of Anzea. It's not Anzea, it's Annaliza. Annaliza doesn't care about the anzeas. All she knew was Annaliza.

"I don't know what your problem is with Anzea. But I'm really not Anzea." Annaliza explained. His throat again felt pain as the black magic bound him tightly. And he can't talk back.

"Whisper! I'm making you talk not to challenge me"

"It's not love like I've ever had. It's obsession!"

Annaliza groaned again, she closed her eyes tired. Tired of dramas is also something that even he does not understand!

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See You Next Part, Lady!