Unfamiliar memories fluttered past like the pages of a book. He skimmed through them like a spectator, until a voice full of anticipation came from deep within his soul.
It was the first voice he had heard when his soul was born, etched deep into his memories with a blessing.
"You will be the legacy I leave to the Present World, and the final blade I strike at the [Void Order] with. You will see the future beyond my reach, carrying my memories and knowledge.
"Of course, more than any of that, I hope you become yourself. I will turn my soul, which cannot return to the River of Forgetfulness, into nourishment. One day, an entirely new soul will be born from it.
"If you don't mind, use the name Kou Ying. Light may go out, but shadows endure. I hope you live a long, healthy, happy life. You needn't live in splendor or grandeur.
"Carry my blessing with you, and go witness the future of the Present World."
Amid the interplay of light and shadow, shadows gathered into a sharp dagger. Kou Ying abruptly opened his eyes and slammed the dagger in his hand into the device.
Crack...
Spiderweb cracks appeared across the device. Sweeping his gaze over the entire scene, Kou Ying fixed his sharp eyes on an inconspicuous piece of equipment in the corner.
The dagger in his hand pierced straight through its target, and the scene constructed from memories collapsed.
The wandering soul assisting him was still absorbed in the scene from moments ago. Kou Cheqie'er-that man who had once stood at the pinnacle of the Present World.
It had never expected to hear his name here.
Kou Ying walked over. "Is this the River of Forgetfulness's trial?"
The wandering soul snapped out of its thoughts