Episode - 89

[Seraphine's POV]

No matter how loudly I screamed, as if this large room would collapse due to the vibrations of my voice, Omega in the white gown remained unmoved. As if she were a statue, completely unfazed by my burning anger.

There was suspicion and apprehension because Omega didn't move at all. I didn't know if she was alive or not, or if she was a puppet. Eventually, I forced myself to walk toward her, even though my heart told me not to.

"I-it can't be ...."

And what I found when I stood in front of Omega was a face I recognized all too well.

How could I not? We had just met and talked for a long time, recently.

Indeed, she was Riana. The Omega who should have died so brutally, the Omega whose body should have decayed from being stabbed and battered multiple times.

But now, Riana was alive again. She sat on that stone table, dressed in a clean white gown. There was no longer a gaping hole in her chest that had caused her death. And now she was looking at me, smiling, her lips d