841 [Trial of Regrets], A World Created from Their String of Fate

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The woman in black dress stared at Mark with exasperation. By what it looked like, she never expected this kind of development.

Of course, the woman was no other than the Visayan Goddess of the Underworld, Magwayen.

"Just how absurd of a being could you be?"

Magwayen asked Mark, who was lying bloody on the ground.

Death in this world might not be harmful, but the pain should be real. In the first place, Mark was aware all along, even though he was not supposed to.

"What is with that expression?" Mark asked. "You put me into this mess without warning. I should be the one giving you a complaint."