It was still the Snow Woman.
Rather than fleeing as if avoiding a plague, she deliberately remained in the center of the seemingly endless, ancient mass of resentment. Opening her arms, she released her Spiritual Power.
Uesugi Tetsu thought in utter confusion:
Is the Snow Woman... giving her all to devour this resentment, enough to drive most demons mad?
But why?
Even if one assumed the Snow Woman had a kind heart, it still made no sense. This was Everworld, a desolate land crawling with demons, not the densely populated mortal world.
Even if this resentment scattered, so what?
--The Snow Woman answered with reality.
Under Uesugi Tetsu's silent gaze, the boundless resentment was gradually enveloped, diminished, and devoured by the sudden blizzard, until it vanished completely.
The cries and anguish that had pierced the skies all faded away, replaced by a little bewilderment, a little hope, and a little gratitude.
The weak yet innumerable resentments dispersed after expressing their thanks.
All those souls unable to find release, souls about to fall into Everworld and become mindless wandering demons, attained Buddhahood because of this and dispersed in satisfaction.
Because of the Snow Woman alone.
Because she had promised every single wronged soul that she would fulfill its lingering wish.
--Even though the Snow Woman knew she could never fulfill all those wishes in her lifetime, and would forever suffer beneath the burden of those countless desires, she still did it.
Uesugi Tetsu's crimson pupils narrowed slightly. He could see the Snow Woman standing in midair, her expression still as cold as frost.
It was as if what she had just done was insignificant, as if the wishes that would endlessly linger in her thoughts and mind did not exist.
In the silence, their ice-blue and crimson gazes met for an