Misty Cloud Translations

  Misty Cloud Translations

  “Little Seven? Ya Guang? Halcyon? Flowey? Little Dream?” When she went forward, she stroked her spirit beasts remorsefully.

  If it weren’t for her, they would not become like this.

  “What can I do to wake you all up?” She rubbed the Ya Guang’s tarnished fur. She felt miserable that she wanted to cry. But she was just a soul body that crying was an extravagant thing.

  “Woof woof woof———-”


  Blacky’s cry..