Harris’s POV
I continued to watch everything in my dream, and it made me sad to see that both Little Katrina and Young Harris had died like that.
Even after five hundred years, the flower still blossomed and has not withered.
I could practically remember the last thing Harris had said to her when the Moon Goddess appeared in my sight.
She pinched her finger with a needle-like substance and let the blood droplets fall on the centre of the flower. She was smiling so beautifully and it was becoming even more unbelievable.
"Tick Tick Tick" sounded like music in my ears. The Moon Goddess had personally revived the owner of this flower using her own blood and aura?
I watched as the flower slowly took the shape of a baby and I was shocked, the baby was indeed Katrina from the lols of it.
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