When the first drop of coffee dripped from the Bronze Cup at the top of the World Tree, the rain across the New World paused for half a second. Jane stood before the window of the Café, her crystallized fingers touching the glass. Where the raindrops hung suspended, they reflected countless parallel worlds—and in the sky of every one, the same phantom image of the Bronze Cup appeared.
Qiyue wrapped his arms around her from behind. The blue veins on his chest resonated with Jane’s crystallized heart. "Did you taste it?"
"Bitter almond," Jane’s tongue automatically analyzed the composition. "And... the Quantum Signature of the children of the Purple-robed figures."
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