Dark Soul Moon

Joan remembered that she just lay down in the shade and slept for a while.

"Is this a dream?"

She bit her finger thinking.

If it's a dream, it must be a nightmare.

It's too bad.

Because she thought she was in a dream, Joan's fear was reduced a lot.

After all, no matter how scary it was, it was just a dream.

After cheering herself up, Joan began to explore the darkness.

"It's so dark, if only there was light..."

she thought distressedly.

As soon as the idea came up, a light appeared on the chest.

The necklace she had on was glowing.

It was as bright as the sun.

A small ball of light flew out from her clothes.

The light cluster shook up and down a few times, and then began to fly leisurely.

"It seems to want me to follow it?"

Joan thought.

Seeing the ball of light flying away, she hurriedly followed.

Along the way, the sound of "srusting" was getting closer and closer, as if something was getting closer.

Joan followed closely behind the light group.

In this dark place, the light gave her an extraordinary sense of security.

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

After walking for a while, Joan of Arc felt tired.

"Why do I still feel tired in the dream?"

Joan thought in bewilderment.

As if sensing Joan's fatigue, the ball of light stopped its forward movement and stayed in place quietly.

For some unknown reason, Jeanne felt that her physical strength recovered very slowly.

"Dad said that in the dream, I should be omnipotent, so..."

Joan of Arc recalled her father's words, and then she shouted in a childish voice: "Lord, give me strength!"

At the same time, he stretched out his hand and made what he thought was a powerful movement.

And yet... nothing happened.

What should be tired is still tired.

Even the "swish" sound stopped for a moment, as if it was shocked.

Because of this, the ball of light stopped its slightly swaying movements.

The atmosphere was very awkward.

Joan's face slowly turned red.

Although it was a dream, she still felt ashamed.

"Ugh..."

Slowly squatting down, covering his flushed cheeks with his face.

However, as a carefree child, she quickly put the embarrassing scene behind her.

Standing up again, when Joan was about to say something, a monster came out from the surrounding darkness.

It was a monster with a human face and a bug-like body.

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Chapter 2 Waking Up

"!" Opening her eyes wide, Joan looked at the monster walking out in front of her.

Fear gradually appeared in her eyes.

This must be a demon from hell.

Joan thought terrified.

Her body began to tremble.

After all, Joan of Arc was less than ten years old, just an innocent child.