On a relatively remote island outside Candlewood Island.
Wang Dao stood there alone, holding the Abyssal Ghoul by the shoulder, his head lowered as he muttered to himself.
"Another me—ha—how interesting. Do you think I'd believe that? I am one of a kind, just as you cannot comprehend the true meaning of what I just said—"
Yet, in response to Wang Dao's muttering.
The voice in his mind gave a soft laugh.
"You mean that the instant I communicate with you, I can no longer be considered you."
"This is a philosophical question, isn't it?"
"Mm, to be more precise, the relationship between you and me could be called two entirely different branches along a road of fate—"
The faint, drifting voice said so.
The owner of that voice was Fallen Fire Wang Dao from Fallen Fire Twilight.
He had recovered from his severe injuries and awakened.
Just as the signs that had appeared earlier suggested, Wang Dao and Fallen Fire Wang Dao seemed to have long shared some vague connection, though it had never manifested.
Perhaps it stemmed from Fallen Fire Wang Dao forcibly making that Incarnated Being descend into his body, leaving himself severely injured in the process.
The power of that Incarnated Being seemed to have created some sort of resonance between them.
It had even reached the point where they could now communicate with one another.
After hearing Fallen Fire Wang Dao's words.
Even Wang Dao could not help being somewhat surprised.
He was surprised that the other party could keep up with his train of thought so quickly.
It seemed that, from an outsider's perspective, calling him another Wang Dao would not be inappropriate.
"Mm, if that's the case, perhaps you should tell me about the situation in Fallen Fire Twilight?"
Wang Dao was highly