Fu Xuan looked at everyone's curious expressions, thought for a moment, and nodded.
"Very well. Before you all set out, I shall clear up your doubts."
"The physicians of the Divination Department believe that Mara-struck Soldiers are connected to memories. Though Eternals possess extremely long lifespans, the capacity of their memories is ultimately limited."
"After centuries or millennia pass, the threshold for emotions an Eternal can feel continues to rise. Their memories are worn thin and grow tiresome under the endless passage of time. In the end, only the most extreme and vivid remnants remain, and those are almost certainly fragments of painful, regret-filled memories."
"Do you understand now? The fate of Eternals is to no longer feel joy or happiness, leaving only pain, regret, resentment, and sorrow carved into their hearts like scars. Under such extreme emotions, the self that makes them human begins to collapse. That is the beginning of becoming a Mara-struck Soldier."
"Short-lived species need not worry about such things. Do you understand?"
Fu Xuan explained with a sigh as she looked at everyone. Saying so much at once had left her throat a little dry.
"Here, thank you for the explanation, little cutie Fu Xuan. This is Junk Food Soda that you can't buy on the Xianzhou. It'll soothe your throat."
"Anyway, little cutie Fu Xuan, none of you need to worry about me. I won't be affected by such low-level fumes, and I'm always the cheerful, fun-loving sort. I don't have any painful memories."
"Then let's get moving, little cutie Fu Xuan. See you later~"
Theresa smiled and patted Fu Xuan on the head.
The Stellaron Hunters watched Theresa hand Fu Xuan the Junk Food Soda. Fu Xuan stared at the drink, which resembled herbal tea, then looked suspiciously at Theresa. *This isn't going