My Name Is

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In a deathly silent darkness.

Daki appeared there without a sound.

At that moment, all that remained of her was a lingering soul, returned to her original form: a young girl of only thirteen or fourteen, with snow-white hair. Her immature yet breathtakingly beautiful features made her seem like an elf.

"Where's my brother...?"

She wiped her face and realized there were no tears on it.

She looked ahead, but Gyutaro was nowhere to be seen. All she could see was endless darkness in the distance, and deep within it, flames that made her heart tremble with dread.

But when she looked behind her, her gaze froze. In the darkness behind her, a faint light flickered. Within that dim glow, a figure appeared and vanished, looking somewhat familiar.

After hesitating for a moment, Koume cautiously walked over.

"Is... is that you?"

When she approached and saw who it was, shock appeared on her little face.

"Sit."

Feng Ye looked relaxed as he waved a hand, and a small cushion appeared before Koume.

Even though she had returned to how she was before becoming a demon, back to that ordinary young girl, a faint realization quietly arose within Koume's heart.

She cautiously stepped forward and sat on the cushion.

She did not know exactly what was happening, but... Feng Ye before her had to be an existence like a god or Buddha.

"Am I... am I dead?"

She looked at Feng Ye hesitantly and asked in a small voice. There was no trace of Daki left in her.

Feng Ye nodded at her. "Mm."

Koume paused with her mouth slightly open, then could not help asking, "Then... where is my brother?"

Feng Ye answered, "On the other side."

At that moment, Koume found her memories incomparably clear. Even the distant