"But there was still much, much to be done..." Yin Kuang murmured, lowering his head from the sky. "First of all, there was you. I could no longer tolerate your existence."
As soon as those faint, nearly inaudible words fell, Yin Kuang stood motionless like a statue—his body still hovering steadily in midair.
Within the sea of consciousness!
The sea of consciousness was an extraordinarily wondrous and unique place. Not even Yin Kuang—nor beings as powerful as Lu Xialeng or the Goddess of Light—could unravel its nature.
It was like a universe, a universe existing within a living being's mind—or perhaps its soul.
Yin Kuang was not particularly curious, nor did he feel the need to get to the bottom of everything and understand it completely. Thus, he had never cared to investigate the origins of his sea of consciousness. But one thing was certain beyond doubt: his sea of consciousness was his territory. Absolutely, absolutely nothing was permitted to exist within it without his consent.
Jun!
Even if he had been a second personality split off by Yin Kuang's own selfish desires, one born from stealing the laws of the Silent Hill world, Yin Kuang could not spare him once he developed malicious intentions toward him. What was more, he had once tried to eliminate Yin Kuang, seize control of his body, and usurp everything that belonged to him. How could Yin Kuang possibly keep him alive?
Had Rosalind not told him, Yin Kuang likely would never have known that Jun still lingered like a ghost that refused to disperse. Before, Yin Kuang had not known—and even if he had, he lacked the ability to eliminate him. Back in Silent Hill, Jun had been stronger than Yin Kuang himself due to Silent Hill's bizarre laws of creation. Later, he