Ye Buyu opened her mouth, then stopped herself.
She felt somewhat miserable, as though a thousand words were trapped in her chest, demanding to be spoken. But when she thought it over carefully, she felt there was nothing to say.
The smile faded from [Madness]'s face. Beneath her lowered, pitch-black lashes lay depths no one else could fathom.
After a long silence, she raised her head to look at Ye Buyu and tilted it.
"You don't seem to have been affected."
Had she been tainted by madness and guided by Self-Imprisonment, the madness deep within her should have been magnified by now, making her abandon thought altogether.
Yet she clearly hadn't lost her reason.
And looking at the Walking Stick above her head, she probably doesn't want to choose everyone-she doesn't want to choose anyone. She's deliberately acting indecisive to fool me.
At that thought, she raised a hand to cover her mouth, lest the smile on her face become too frightening and she fail to resist swallowing the little liar before her.
Ye Buyu backed away several steps, drenched in sweat.
"Ahem, the game should be over now, right?"
[Withering] looked this white-haired Calamity up and down in surprise.
"She wasn't affected at all?"
Was Cause and Effect's resistance so strong that even madness couldn't taint her?
With a hollow smile, Ye Buyu took hold of the Walking Stick, set it aside, and inched sideways.
"Haha, maybe I'm just stubborn and don't know what's good for me."
[Madness] smiled and beckoned. "Don't be afraid. Don't you want to hear my story?"
"Not particularly."
Ye Buyu retreated behind a pillar in the Corridor Court, shaking her head furiously.
Glancing at Ye Buyu, [Madness] began reminiscing on her own.
"I came a little earlier than all of them. Guess which era