The time when the sun disappears behind the horizon. The Central Museum in the heart of Manhattan was still crowded, though about an hour remained until closing time. Usually, this place wasn't so popular, but a recently acquired exhibit suddenly attracted everyone's attention. The sacred inverted pyramid. The mysterious king in deep s...
The time when the sun disappears behind the horizon. The Central Museum in the heart of Manhattan was still crowded, though about an hour remained until closing time. Usually, this place wasn't so popular, but a recently acquired exhibit suddenly attracted everyone's attention. The sacred inverted pyramid. The mysterious king in deep sleep. Zhi-wu clenched his hand, looking at the banner fluttering in the light breeze on the white marble wall, shining golden in the light of the setting sun. The brochure in his hand crumpled, but he didn't care. Instead, he was absorbed in contemplating the image of the pharaoh printed on one side of the banner. "...A mysterious king, huh." A faint smile appeared on Zhi-wu's face. However, it wasn't a kind one. What people were looking at with curiosity was
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