<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509521987313971780</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2025 18:20:10 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Blogaholics</title><description>Information, Life, Entertainment</description><link>http://drevillo.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Andreas Leonardo)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509521987313971780.post-1002127049146504765</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Feb 2025 14:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-02-16T21:23:56.247+07:00</atom:updated><title>Steps in the Darkness</title><atom:summary type="text">---Episode 3The last torch in the distance began to fade as the villagers returned to the village one by one. The night wind carried the scent of damp earth and wet leaves, wrapping the riverbank in silence. The gentle sound of flowing water grew clearer, as if affirming that the night was growing late.Muyeon remained standing in place, his eyes still fixed on the dark silhouette of the Nameless </atom:summary><link>http://drevillo.blogspot.com/2025/02/steps-in-darkness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andreas Leonardo)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509521987313971780.post-3458835974232320926</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Feb 2025 19:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-02-15T02:36:46.193+07:00</atom:updated><title>The Disappearance in the Deep Woods</title><atom:summary type="text">Muyeon and Baekgu had just entered the village after returning from the river. At the time they enter the village, the atmosphere felt different. In the middle of the road, the villagers had gathered in a small circle, their voices low and filled with anxiety. Some spoke quickly, while others whispered to one another, as if waiting for something.Muyeon stepped closer, his eyes scanning the </atom:summary><link>http://drevillo.blogspot.com/2025/02/the-disappearance-in-deep-woods.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andreas Leonardo)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509521987313971780.post-3206391192618581810</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Feb 2025 18:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-02-15T01:17:21.305+07:00</atom:updated><title>Seo Muyeon: The Journey Begins</title><atom:summary type="text">The morning mist gently wrapped around the mountains, flowing slowly between the trees. The small village at the foot of the mountain remained asleep in silence, accompanied only by the songs of birds welcoming the dawn. The sun gradually emerged from behind the thin clouds, its warm rays touching the rooftops and the fields still blanketed in dew.Not far from the village, by the edge of a </atom:summary><link>http://drevillo.blogspot.com/2025/02/seo-muyeon-journey-begins.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andreas Leonardo)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>