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I slowly opened my eyes. All I could see was the blurry
picture of a gloomy room and a dark figure not far away from me.
When my sight became clearer, I realized that the journey was
finished. Finally, I returned to the old attic the same man with black
wings.

“I have the last gift for you, Mira,” said the demon.
“You can choose to return to your childhood with your mom
and have a new life, but you will lose your ability forever.”
He paused.

“Or you can return to your normal life with your ability and
use it to grant wishes to others.”
And every time I think about the past, I never regret the
decision I made that day.