Eileen usually did not wear such a serious expression—so when she did, it definitely meant something unusual had happened.
"On that day... do you think you were there too?"
The doll's eyes held an unusually solemn expression.
On the day everything happened, the day the Othergod descended from beyond the world, the day the observable universe opened a passage into the unknown realms beyond the world.
Yu Sheng suddenly felt an inexplicable tightness in his chest. A tingling sensation slowly crawled up his back, only to vanish without a trace. He subconsciously drew a deep breath and looked at the solemn little doll before him. "I wouldn't know just from you putting it that way... Wait, no, how could I have been there? That was over three thousand years ago... Three thousand years ago..."
He muttered to himself, slowly furrowing his brows.
A voice rang out, and some thoughts he had nearly forgotten stirred with lingering echoes in the depths of his heart—the "hometown" whose memories had long since yellowed, the seaside town where blood-red sunlight flowed, the childhood and adolescence in his impressions, and those uneventful days so peaceful they offered almost nothing memorable.
How could he have been there? On the day it all happened—he had merely been a foreigner, an exile who had stepped through a door from another peaceful, tranquil world without the Otherworld or physical entities, a plain and boring world. The stories unfolding in this world had originally had nothing to do with him... That was how it should have been.
But that Soul Wilderness...
"Actually, my guess is pretty baseless too." Eileen's voice came from beside him, interrupting Yu Sheng's wild thoughts. The little doll folded her arms, a thoughtful look on her face. "After all, the only connection you have to the