"Conflict? What conflict?" Alice's brows immediately furrowed.
The guy who had escaped from that island wasn't the only one. According to what he had said, besides himself and San De Lu, two others had escaped in the past. Yet Alice had never seen him so proactive before. Why had he become so enthusiastic the moment he heard about symbiosis?
"You don't understand..." the undead said in a low voice. "The meaning of symbiosis is staking your entire soul on another person. It's an enormous gamble, because if you fail to break through to that level, once this symbiotic body dies, your consciousness will be devoured. Without consciousness, the soul itself loses its meaning..."
Alice felt a chill run down her back. What did it truly mean for a person to come to an end? She felt it was the disappearance of consciousness, like those who slowly grew numb in the world of the dead until they could no longer maintain their forms and scattered, becoming nourishment for others. In terms of their composition, they had technically continued to exist all along, but once their consciousness was gone, they no longer had any meaning...
That... was true death, true and complete disappearance from the world...
Many undead hated the dreary life in the world of the dead, but even the most insignificant undead worked hard to keep themselves in existence. After all, living beings instinctively feared annihilation...
"That big a gamble? What do you get in return?" Alice swallowed and asked.
She vaguely had an answer in mind, but she wasn't entirely certain. After all, the only thing that could make an undead stake their final remaining possession was probably that possibility.
Sure enough, two seconds later, the other party's answer proved her guess.
"Newborn!"
"Undead... can become newborn?" Alice felt