Having regained his dual body and dual souls, Alaros could only feel his understanding of the Twins' rules rapidly increasing.
Twins had always been meant to come in pairs.
He had once devoured his younger brother's soul, and now he had remade another younger brother.
This feeling of being in pairs gave him an inexplicable sense of security, even though he knew that this younger brother had wanted to devour him in turn from the moment he appeared.
"So this is my path as a Twin Demon!" The Twin Demon realized that he needed to raise one "younger brother" after another, nurture them to maturity, and then absorb them as nourishment.
Twins should not merely be doubled; they should be the same thing viewed from another angle.
By devouring his younger brother, he could gain his brother's perspective, as well as his understanding of the world.
This doubled awareness was the vital framework for constructing the rules of Twins!
But this was not entirely a good thing.
As the second soul appeared, all sorts of inner turbulence began battering him.
Even though the two souls had been formed through the rules of Twins, they still possessed countless differences. Though they were temporarily separated between two heads, this did nothing to resolve the conflict.
Alaros's former calmness, steadiness, and even sharpness all vanished.
He only felt endless viciousness brewing within him. Right now, he wanted only one thing—kill Naimus!!!
More accurately, he needed to find a target and vent the tangled emotions in his heart.
His remaining rationality told Alaros that something was wrong.
If this continued, he would soon destroy himself.
Yet at the same time, a savage thought lingered in his mind: Then let me destroy myself. I might as well die.
This mental problem was tormenting Alaros madly.