#CHAPTER 128: Sofia’s Library

MILA I stared at that stone door, feeling something tighten in my chest at the sight of it. It felt so familiar, and not just from the memories Sofia had shown me. The air around me grew still, as if the whole world was holding its breath. I knew somehow, deep in my soul, that behind that door lay the remaining answers I was looking for. This was where Sofia had buried all her secrets, where she herself had laid to rest a thousand years ago. This was the exact location of the severing of magic from a majority of Fresonia’s citizens, where Sofia had effectively ripped herself out of history. It was odd, standing here. In many ways, it felt like I’d been here a hundred times before. In many ways, I had. My life, and all of my past lives that came before it, had all led to this very moment: Mila Benson in front of the Library of Magic. A tiny part of me was afraid to go in. There was a small part of me that wanted to go searching for Felix strai