"Home?" Han Shuo exclaimed, staring intently at Behemoth. "You aren't from the Abyss Realm either?"
With a quiet sigh, Behemoth's blue-green eyes filled with sorrowful nostalgia. He said in a low voice, "That's right. Like you, I'm not from the Abyss Realm either. I've spent many years here, without a single relative or friend. You haven't been in the Abyss Realm long, so you may not yet understand that endless loneliness. Ah..."
Behemoth's words thoroughly piqued Han Shuo's curiosity. After a moment's thought, Han Shuo nodded and said, "I understand how you feel. Leaving behind another, familiar world-that solitude and loneliness really are painful."
At Han Shuo's words, the distance between them seemed to shrink suddenly. Behemoth looked at Han Shuo and continued, "Yes. In another world, I have friends and family, everything I'm familiar with. But in this world, everyone and everything is completely unfamiliar. For those like us who have become gods, believers no better than ants are hardly people we can confide in. The Abyss Realm is too small, too. Staying somewhere like this for a year or ten might be bearable, but if you stayed for over a thousand years, imagine the repeated torment of that solitude and loneliness."
All alone in this unfamiliar land, facing uncivilized Abyss Creatures no better than ants, for over a thousand years...
Han Shuo imagined it and vaguely understood how Behemoth felt. He frowned and nodded, suddenly feeling great sympathy for Behemoth, whose sex he did not know. After some thought, Han Shuo said gravely, "I am indeed familiar with this Plane Teleportation Array, but I'll have to try it before I can be sure whether I can activate it."
"Helping me is helping yourself. You should try as soon as possible. This Abyss isn't somewhere you can stay for