Inside the room, Wang Da Fu stared at Yi Xiu before him, utterly dumbfounded.
Out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's lair.
Watching someone brutally tear off their own head right in front of him had dealt an extremely severe blow to his young heart.
Fortunately, the other party did not seem inclined to torment him for long.
Picking his head back up, Yi Xiu slowly returned to his chair.
"Put away those unrealistic fantasies. As time passes, this world will become more and more terrifying, until the human world completely falls into Hell. This is the despairing future of this world."
"...Hell?"
Unable to process it for a moment, Wang Da Fu blankly looked at Yi Xiu, who had crossed his legs, still rather confused.
"That's right. Hell."
Looking up at the window, a shadow passed through Yi Xiu's eyes.
"Yin-Yang Imbalance. Death has begun to fully encroach upon the world of the living. Everything happening now is merely the beginning... What, do you think becoming something like me wouldn't be so bad?"
As if he had seen through Wang Da Fu's thoughts, Yi Xiu suddenly lowered his head to look at him, a faintly mocking smile on his face.
"There would be no more partings in life and death. Dying would just mean continuing to live in another form. You think that would be acceptable too, don't you?"
"...I-I guess so?"
His body unconsciously shrinking back, Wang Da Fu, who had recovered somewhat from his fear, answered with great caution.
"If ghosts harm people, wouldn't it be awkward once everyone became ghosts? I think we should be able to coexist peacefully..."
Human fear often stemmed from the unknown.
And much of the time, that unknown came from an inability to communicate rationally. Once it was confirmed