"Just as I thought." I sighed and said, "If you wanted to fake your death, there were ten thousand ways to do it. But you really are dead."
"Do you think I could never die?" the voice asked.
"In my eyes, you should have been immortal," I said.
"No one can live forever. I'm no exception."
"Since you're already dead, then what exactly is going on with the Mysterious Woman in the Spirit Realm?" I asked.
That was what confused me most. The Mysterious Woman was already dead, yet there was another Mysterious Woman in the Spirit Realm.
"As for that, it was a plan I made before." The voice from the solitary grave gave a bitter laugh. "At the time, I thought I had nearly died, so I prepared for the worst. I split my soul in two and endured boundless pain."
"Then I hid the other half of my soul away. If I really died one day, she would appear and take my place, completing the work I had left unfinished."
"But no one could have expected that she would be gone for several thousand years. I had already forgotten about this plan, and even forgotten that I had such a clone."
"I once thought that one day I would use her to return from the dead—to resurrect myself."
"But I was too tired. Especially when I saw the Celestial Being Treasure, all my convictions completely collapsed. By then, I no longer wanted to live. Living was simply too painful."
"That was why I chose to leave. But no one could have expected that she would appear after I left. Everything happened beyond my expectations."
"So she wasn't you after all, merely your clone," I said.
"Although she is my clone, she inherited my will as well. She