Firelight filled my vision.
"You... killed him... He... His soul was annihilated... There's no next life... No day like that will ever come... You said yourself that obsessions never disappear..."
Mo Wen's voice came from within the flames.
I abruptly opened my eyes.
Across the sea of fire stood a group of people dressed like the ancients. Each held a piece of wood of a different size, carved with exquisite patterns.
My heart skipped a beat.
"Your obsession is too deep, so you cannot be reincarnated. Our clan's magic artifact will nurture you for a thousand years and dissolve your obsession. Then you'll have a chance at survival. Evil spirit, stop being so deluded and stubborn. Otherwise, you'll meet the same fate and have your soul annihilated."
One of the people across from me raised a piece of wood and tossed it toward me.
My head lifted against my will. I looked at the piece of wood, then at the people poised to attack.
The corner of my mouth twitched.
"He said obsessions never disappear. He forgot that obsessions cling to the soul—and souls can be destroyed."
Mo Wen's voice drifted faintly through the air. He hadn't spoken those words aloud. They were only his thoughts.
The piece of wood landed on my head. I felt myself being pulled into a black hole, and my consciousness blurred once more.
"My obsession can't be dissolved. When I emerge again, I'll wipe out your entire clan!"
Hatred swallowed me. That tide began to recede, only to surge back again.
This time, the emotion was one of ecstatic excitement, bordering on madness.
"He was telling the truth! It really happened! This day has finally...!"
Through Mo Wen's intense emotions and his vision, I saw myself.
Before I could react, the scene before me