When I traveled through Hogwarts, my Magic Awakening game that reached the Chief also felt like I was traveling through time.
I touched my face quietly. It was very good. My modeled face had become my real face. It doesn't matter, at least the face shape is good.
The thing is, when I started playing this game, I loved reading all kinds of comics. But this face of mine is not a silver-haired, white-skinned, arrogant and cold goddess, nor is it a cute little pink lolita. It is a dark-skinned, blonde Gryffindor that I built when I was chasing that hot man Toru Amuro.
I blinked, and the purple light was soaked in charming colors.
Pupil earthquake! ! !
I was using the darkest skin tone at that time!
Purpose: to make up for all regrets