A hoarse laugh rang out, and an old woman wearing a black hood emerged from the shadows of the woods, carrying a doll and an ugly straw goat doll in her hands.
Cursed Doll.
"Now, I have won! I will devour you all and then seek revenge on those people!"
The flames of hatred burned fiercely in his ugly, dim eyes, and the shaman clenched the doll in his hand tightly.
"Go to hell!"
【No! 】
Card!
But just before the doll shattered, a loud cracking sound came first, and a burly figure covered in wounds strode in, smashing through the jungle's barrier.
"What!?"
Without a second thought, the shaman crushed the puppet in his hand.
But nothing happened. The middle-aged-looking Uchi didn't even look at the shaman, but instead walked step by step toward his own weak self, who was slumped to the side.
"Stand up. You can't rest here yet. Your people need you."
She reached out her hand towards the image of herself lying on the ground, just as she remembered.
“If you fall here, the beast will flee and hide, waiting for you to go hunting before killing the entire clan.”
Like an outsider, Uchi calmly recounted her most painful memories, the nightmare that had haunted her for a thousand years.
"Although we were able to kill the beast in the end, it was too late."
Everyone in the clan died; they were all devoured by the white leopard.
Staring at my past self, the self who rested on the mountaintop after achieving victory.
She said:
"Stand up!"
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