The Dark Church Holy Maiden, Anastasia...
So you are still alive!
Wayne looked at the magic puppet before him, astonished. He had always thought that the Holy Maiden of the Dark Church was dead. It never crossed his mind that she was alive and well, simply having dislocated her mind and moved to a new "nest."
Based on the name, she's also a Western girl!
Now, what to do? Should I give her body back to her?
Wayne frowned deeply. As a complete outsider, he had thoroughly enjoyed the body of the glamor lady with dark skin, not just in a hundred and eight positions, but in a thousand and eight hundred styles.
Giving her body back now would likely plunge her into an abyss.
I can't return it, there's no enmity between us, that would just be harmful!
However, she seemed to be in a really bad state, having lost her body for a whole sixteen years and only able to reside within a magic puppet, deprived of the joys of being human...