Uchiha Shin woke early the next morning.
Although his conversation with the woodcutter the previous night had deeply affected him, after a night's sleep, all his worries had faded away.
So what if there were two versions of himself?
So what if there was a mysterious voice in his mind?
So what if some mysterious and powerful existence behind him was manipulating him?
Uchiha Shin was Uchiha Shin—the one and only Uchiha Shin in this world. No one could replace him. He was himself.
No matter how many hardships or trials lay ahead, Uchiha Shin was not afraid in the slightest. Even if you, Deva Path, became my enemy, I would not fear you. I will never betray my original resolve in this life!
Uchiha Shin stood atop the high platform with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance. A gentle breeze drifted by, leaving him feeling refreshed.
The rising sun shone upon him, making him feel pleasantly lazy. He really wanted to find a rocking chair and lie down here to rest.
"Such a lack of ambition!"
At that moment, the mysterious voice rang out in Uchiha Shin's mind.
"You bastard, I asked you so many questions last night, and you never answered. Today, I only wanted to rest here for a while, and you suddenly show up?" Uchiha Shin said coldly.
"Didn't I tell you yesterday? I needed rest. I was too exhausted. After you rested all night, I've mostly recovered and can chat with you for a bit."
"Who exactly are you? Why do you exist in my mind?" Uchiha Shin asked. "If you refuse to tell me, I might decide to perish together with you someday. If I die now, you'll die too, since you exist inside my body."
"You shameless rascal. Fine, since