Chapter 23
I played the flute again and let my powers flow with the music that it produced. Slowly, the light on the floor formed matter, from the bones to its flesh, to the skin and the hair, to the smallest details of my body. When I was finally done making a carbon copy of myself, I stopped playing the flute and wore the magic ring that suppresses my powers.
Tiningnan ko ang katawan na nasa harap ko—it was mine. An exact copy. Lumapit ako at tinitigan ang maamong mukha ko, ang mahabang buhok na kulay puti. Tila mahimbing na natutulog. Kinuha ko na rin ang tela at binalot ang sariling katawan at hinila ito papunta sa tabi ng mga kopya nina Shinigami at Enzo na nakabalot na rin.
Unusually, I don’t feel that much tired after using my power, it must be because of the flute. Lumabas na ak
