Listening to what this "himself" in front of him was saying, Lu Ce frowned. The more he looked at that face, the more uncomfortable it felt.
Was this Pain?
Leaving aside all the issues with what the other party had just said, first of all... why were they using his face?
He knew that gods could alter their outward appearances at will, but Joy and Death still maintained relatively stable human forms.
What, had you been an indescribable blob before me?
"Could you stop talking to me with my face?"
You must be wondering why I turned into you, right?
The two spoke at the same time. Lu Ce froze for a moment and looked at Pain across from him, who currently wore an extremely smug expression.
"No... you didn't predict that either! What are you so proud of?" Lu Ce said speechlessly.
Pain did not respond at all, nor did he seem embarrassed. He casually flicked his hair and spoke with great satisfaction.
Because it would be interesting. And it might disgust you a little, too.
Lu Ce: ...
Watching this tasteless, nonsensical, and ridiculously conceited fellow babble nonsense while wearing his face gave him a headache.
The sense of danger he had felt before arriving here had completely vanished. This Pain did not seem as strange and terrifying as the gods had claimed.
"You..."
I know you have a lot of questions for me right now, but don't ask them yet.
Lu Ce tried to speak again, but once more, before he could say anything, Pain raised a hand and interrupted him.
I know what you want to ask. I'll answer what I should, one question at a time. As for what I won't answer, there's nothing to be done about that.
Because... I'm not a person right