Luo Chuan told Yao Ziyan about what had happened after he heard the lullaby.
Before he could make out the sung words, his consciousness had directly entered the realm of dreams.
The endlessly dark Dream World, the dark form he had taken within it, and the process of continually "going deeper" in search of the truth.
Looking back on it now, Luo Chuan could hardly believe how he had managed to do all those things with absolutely rational thinking.
There had also been that utterly rational state of mind, as if he had silently watched everything from the perspective of an observer.
It was not indifference, but... as if he simply did not understand any other way of thinking.
"...Right, that was it. I didn't understand. All I knew how to do was observe." Luo Chuan nodded, emphasizing the guess that had just occurred to him.
"Didn't understand..." Yao Ziyan curled her fingers slightly beneath her lips. "It sounds... like a newly born life observing an unfamiliar world in its own way. There was no curiosity, only simple observation. Since you, Luo Chuan, had a goal, you carried it out like a machine."
"Why does that sound so weird?" Luo Chuan rubbed his arms. "That couldn't have been another personality of mine, could it?"
Whenever he encountered some danger he could not resolve, he could shout, "Please, my other self!" Then his second personality would appear, take over his body, and help solve the problem.
...Ahem, he had gone off on a tangent.
"How would I know? You should be asking yourself that." Yao Ziyan looked Luo Chuan over. "Luo Chuan, this is only my guess. Do you think it might be possible?"
"How could..." Luo Chuan's words caught halfway through. He had originally intended to refute her outright.
But