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The Glorious Demon Fortress, once a symbol of splendor, now lay shrouded in a veil of gloom.
In the magnificent hall, the light of the Crystal Chandelier still sparkled brilliantly, yet it failed to illuminate the sorrow that lingered in the hearts of those within.
Aelia sat alone by the window, her gaze vacant as she stared into the distance. The shadow of Leonard's betrayal haunted her, coiling around her heart like a venomous snake.
She felt a wave of suffocation; what was once a beautiful love had now turned to mere remnants, making it hard for her to breathe.
On the other side of the hall, her elder brother sat silently in his Wheelchair, his right hand hanging limply at his side—a testament to the scars left by Magic Backlash and a constant reminder of his enduring pain.
He had once been the pride of the family, a gifted Mage, but now he could only watch helplessly as his powers gradually faded away, the bitterness in his heart understood by no one.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to suppress the piercing pain within him; however, it was all in vain.
Meanwhile, Second Brother paced back and forth in his room, anxiety and unease etched across his face.
The betrayal of his close friend had plunged him into a Magic Dilemma; he felt like prey trapped in a Spider Web, struggling yet unable to escape.
He gritted his teeth, filled with anger and resentment. He vowed to find the one who betrayed him and make them pay.
Brother San lay lazily on his bed, Grimoire in hand, yet unable to focus on a single word.
Once a hopeful Mage himself, he had allowed his excessive Magical Talent to breed arrogance and complacency, leading him to neglect his training.
Now, watching his siblings grow stronger one by one, he was filled with regret and self-blame, unsure of how to change his situation.
The entire Magic Castle felt like a vast Vine Cage, trapping everyone inside. Each person bore their own pain and helplessness, and the oppressive atmosphere was suffocating.
Meanwhile, in Luna's room, a mysterious force was quietly stirring.
As Luna slept, she suddenly felt a slight tugging sensation. Her soul seemed to detach from her body, transforming into a faint glow that floated out of the room.
Outside the door, Qin Si sensed something unusual. Rubbing her eyes, she thought she was imagining things and paid it no mind.
Luna's soul drifted like a Ying Huo worm in the darkness, drawn by an invisible force deeper into the castle.
She passed through corridors and gardens, eventually arriving at a hidden basement.
It was dark and humid here, with an ancient and mysterious aura permeating the air.
In the center of the basement stood an Ancient Magic Circle, emitting a soft glow.
Luna's soul was drawn into the magic circle, and after a moment of dizziness, she found herself in a strange space.
A familiar figure appeared before her—it was Leonard.
With a peculiar smile on his face, he slowly spoke, "Welcome back, my child."
Luna felt a wave of fear wash over her. She couldn't understand why Leonard was here, nor could she grasp the meaning behind his words, "come back."
Leonard extended his hand, and a powerful force pulled Luna toward him.
She felt as if her body was being torn apart, and the intense pain made her involuntarily cry out.
"Embrace it; this is your power," Leonard's voice echoed in her ears, laced with a hint of seduction.
Luna's body began to transform. A savage aura surged from within her, her eyes turning Blood Red and her hair becoming Silver White.
The Seven Absolute Demon Power was returning.
Time seemed to stretch indefinitely until the pain finally subsided.
Luna slowly opened her eyes, feeling an unprecedented surge of strength coursing through her.
She found herself back in the Magic Castle, standing in the grand hall where everyone had gathered.
Before Aelia, she stood resolute, her gaze unwavering and cold.
"From this moment on," Luna's voice rang clear and powerful, "everything will change."
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