"Black Night...
"From 'Shouye' to 'Black Night'?"
Though Shouye's final voice had not carried far, and that utterance had seemed like a muttered soliloquy, Xu Xiaoshou had not been teleported away. He had been thrown away.
At the final moment, his "Perception" had still caught that voice of Shouye's, brimming with murderous savagery.
"He changed..."
Xu Xiaoshou found it hard to describe the feeling.
It was not that Shouye's appearance had changed, transforming into the form of a Ghost Beast Host.
Rather, it was that this man's temperament seemed to have changed along with his outward form, turning him into someone else entirely.
It was like...
Shouye and Black Night; Mu Zixi and Lei Xier.
Both had undergone a complete qualitative transformation after suffering a devastating setback, becoming another person—yet they were still themselves.
Perhaps even this description differed somewhat from the essence of "Transformation."
Xu Xiaoshou could not accept it, yet felt that another concept would be more fitting.
"After more than a decade, perhaps several decades, of innocence, when the beautiful layer of fantasy is pierced through and bloody reality comes crushing down, a person returns to their true form."
It was not that Mu Zixi had become Lei Xier, nor that Shouye had become Black Night.
It should have been...
Mu Zixi had returned to Lei Xier; Shouye had returned to Black Night.
"Fate...?"
With a heavy sigh, Xu Xiaoshou no longer wished to dwell on the story behind it all.
Just as Shouye had refused to answer his question directly in the end, Xu Xiaoshou felt that there were indeed some things he did not need to understand so clearly.
Because perhaps, in the end, the one unable to accept it would be himself.
Even though, at this very moment, he had already formed a faint