Mimi, This Really Isn't a Black Shop

The first time Zhou An met her, she thought she was just a strange skeleton from another world.

She had no flesh or blood, and a silvery-blue light danced in her hollow eye sockets. Whenever her bones knocked or rubbed together, musical notes naturally spilled out. That was the Music Skeleton race: their souls were not locked inside their skulls, but stored in vibration and melody.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.