Shen Hai staggered along, feeling his way. His condition could not have been worse!
He could not hear, could not see, could not speak.
For a human with thoughts and a soul, being stripped of the ability to perceive and express himself was more terrifying than dying outright.
And at precisely that moment, Shen Hai, who had already lost all his facial features, once again sensed that there was "someone" beside him.
He swung his hand sharply and connected!
There really was someone beside him!
But... his wrist was caught in a firm grip.
If Shen Hai could have seen, he would have seen that the person now standing before him was another... Shen Hai, identical to himself.
This Shen Hai rubbed his chin, studying his "brother" with interest. "How strange. It seems only one of us can exist."
"Forget it. You can't hear me anyway."
Shen Hai simply pried open "his" hand and traced a word in his palm with a finger: human.
A very simple word, so simple that there was no mistaking it by touch.
But just after Shen Hai finished tracing the word, the throat of this faceless "Shen Hai," who looked exactly like him, suddenly moved a few times, as though he were swallowing something. The next second... the faceless Shen Hai collapsed.
Shen Hai froze. Seriously? I thought this version of me couldn't die.
He crouched and checked the other man's carotid artery. Sure enough, he was dead.
Wait... this man made a swallowing motion just now, but he didn't even have a mouth anymore. What could he have swallowed?
Unless all the organs beneath that smooth, featureless face were still intact, and something had suddenly appeared inside this version of me's mouth. Only then would it be possible.
*Could that one and only