"I know," Chu Mu replied calmly to Herta's warning. "But there's nothing we can do about it, is there?"
After a pause, he said softly:
"I should have died a long time ago, actually. I'm pretty grateful to Yaoshi. She may want the life of my previous incarnation, but she hasn't forced me to die right away. On the contrary, she's saved me many times and given me plenty of time to meet some wonderful people."
Hearing this, Herta reached out and felt Chu Mu's forehead, wondering whether a fever had fried his brain.
"I'm serious." Chu Mu moved Herta's small hand away. "Without Yaoshi, I wouldn't have survived this long. I really don't resent her. If anything, I feel sorry for her."
These were Chu Mu's true feelings.
In his eyes, Yaoshi was full of contradictions, and those contradictions were the very source of her sorrow.
The Path of Abundance was one of selfless altruism. If Yaoshi, the Aeon of Abundance, went against her Path, she would meet her end just as Tayzzyronth, the Aeon of Propagation, had.
Chu Mu couldn't help wondering whether Yaoshi would also be violating the Path of Abundance when his previous incarnation awakened within him.
That was not an outcome Chu Mu wanted to see.
He took life and death lightly, but only when they were his own.
He hoped that by sinking into darkness himself, he could let everyone else live well.
If possible, he hoped Yaoshi could live well too, and clear up her misunderstanding with that fellow from his previous life.
To him, that would be the best ending.
But something Herta said made his mood sink even further:
"You take death so lightly, but have you ever considered that your family doesn't want you to die? Those two Stellaron Hunters