"This thing shouldn't have existed in the first place. After all, I am not the world itself!"
Wu Heng stared at the Origin Sea, which had been connected to reality through countless nodes of consciousness, and shook his head slightly.
If it continued to be built up by the human souls of this world, this Origin Sea—born from his "fear" trait and hell as its source—would become anchored in the real world.
Much like a Gaia consciousness, it would gain core authority over this world.
It would become the final resting place of human souls.
This situation could practically turn Wu Heng into the 'sole master' of this story world, but that was not what he wanted.
His life was not limited to a single story world!
A gray beam of light shot into the vast mental space of the Origin Sea. The blue sky reflected by its gray seawater was suddenly swept over by a gray curtain from the horizon.
The sky changed color.
The seawater that existed in every corner froze into gray ice the instant the color changed.
Buildings constructed from human will and thought shattered one after another beneath the sweeping gray light and the freezing sea below.
As though being demolished, they were crushed into scattered chunks of thought.
The Origin Sea opened a gap, and those fragments of thought were poured into the real human world of Earth. As they drifted down, each one was drawn like iron filings to a magnet, floating toward different human bodies.
Those people were the original subjects of those consciousnesses.
It was a return.
When those thought fragments merged into the human souls that had been fretting and yearning for the Origin Sea, they suddenly burst into tears!
Though they did not know why they were crying, a