100 Angels By Ryu Kurokage.19 Direct

71/100. Rest saved. But Rest is sleeping now.

"Good game," he whispered.

She was enormous—a dragon made of light. Her wings filled the whole screen. The black tide was gone. Instead, the boy stood alone in a field of white flowers. Memory didn't attack. She simply asked: 100 Angels By Ryu Kurokage.19

The screen filled with light. All 99 angels—gold, gray, sleeping, awake—rose around Ryu Kurokage. Their wings made a circle. The black tide was gone. The city was gone. There was only a white sky, and a field of flowers, and the sound of wind. 71/100