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"Dickens is deeply trapped in the quagmire of negative energy, unable to pull himself out!"
Dania's voice carried a hint of regret and helplessness:
"I tried to persuade him many times to let go of those foolish stubborn thoughts, but each time was a failure.
He cannot accept who he is now, nor can he endure life in the Tower of Exile.
He was always a perfectionist, once a genius proud of his talents, the hope of Baiyan City.
However, the more talented one is, the harder they fall when faced with a great setback.
But I am different.
From the very beginning, my heart was far more peaceful than Dickens's.
When first imprisoned here, I was just as full of anger and dissatisfaction as Dickens.
But gradually, I convinced myself to accept the current outcome.
The difference between us was already apparent when we first stepped onto the path of necromancers.
He, like other necromancers, believed strength was everything, that with power there is nothing to fear.
