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The world after death is white, like snow.

Nothing, nothing to think about, just quiet, only silence, nothing but nothingness.

Death… just like that, it's okay.

He felt, immersed, constantly settling...

Yet it was at a time when I thought I would be so corrupted by eternal white that I heard voices.

“Light…”

“Kotaro... it's you...”

“Wake up... you can...”

The name the voice called, he felt strange and familiar, as if in a long dream, that's what people called him.

I'm... Kotaro?

Yes, I am…

Who's calling me?

“It's me... Wilderness...”

Harano... When he heard this name, he remembered things, messy images, sounds, feelings, like falling snowflakes, making him feel cold and warm at the same time.

Am I... alive?

Kotaro slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing a handsome face in front of himself, looking down at himself.

“Welcome back.” Qing Siwen smiled gently.

“Harano...” Mitsuro blinked, “I... am not already...”

“You did disappear at the time, and I thought you were dead, but...” Clearstone is dead, “anyway, why don't you get up... can you get up? ”

The charcoal seller held the other hand and stood up and noticed the surrounding scene.

“Here... is what? ”

Impenetrable fog, colorful floating beams, made him look stunned.

“This is a special space between souls that preserves the soul, and the light mass you see is a fragment of the soul, a human soul.” Qingshi explained, "You were just like that before I woke you up. ”

“Soul Fragment... Soul Fragment...” Kotaro revealed confusion, “I don't understand...”

“I don't really know what's going on, either, but from what you can tell… there may be people you know, even your relatives, in the wreckage.” Qingshi cautioned.

“Dear…” Kwantaro muttered and remembered more, “Sister… mother… brother… is there!? ”

“It's just possible, I don't know.” Qingshi affirms again, "you can try to reach and call them, but be careful, the soul is fragile. ”

Kotaro nodded and approached a light group, carefully reaching out and touching it.

“Dongmei… Mama… Jiro…” tried to call, but nothing happened.

So he retracted his hand disappointingly and went on to touch the next light group.

Seiji watched him try again and again, feeling emotional.

“Is this okay?” There were voices ringing beside it.

It's summer night.

Tsingji knows what she's asking.

Is it really appropriate to awaken a man who is already dead, a man who is not human?

“I don't know.” Tsing Stern said, “I can't tell if it's good or not. When I found out he might wake up, I couldn't help but do it. ”

If Kotaro is a true human being, it is certainly a good thing to bring him back to life, but he is not.

The town where he had originally lived had disappeared, and this was the only place he could stay. Even if there were a way to take him out of the world in the future, it would be difficult for him to live like a normal person.

He thinks he is human, but he is not human, such a "dead and resurrected” is better than letting him die as a human being... Qingshi cannot judge.

It's just that the ending was so sad that he would do it if he could save this good charcoal seller!

Think about it later.

Kwantaro tried for a while, did not find relatives, but started to have headaches himself, feeling a little confused, occasional flashes of confusion and images and sounds.

Then suddenly there was a sharp pain, and a clearer picture appeared in his brain, making him scream!

“What's wrong?!?” Qingshi arrived at him immediately.

“Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

“I'm here, I'll help you!” Although I don't know if it will be effective, Aunt Tsing also applied healing techniques to him.

After a while, the charcoal seller calmed down, covered his head, panting, the fog from his body faded and stopped.

“What's wrong with you, Kotaro? ”

“I... saw a terrible ghost...”

“What kind of ghost? ”

“White... huge... long... weird...” Kotaro frowned, like he didn't know how to describe what he saw.

“Is it a white dragon?” Qingshi asked.

“Ryu... I think I heard someone call it that...” Kwantaro muttered, “What the hell is that? ”

Qingshi silent for a moment.

“That could be something that really killed you. ”

Eh?

“Listen to me, Kotaro..." Seiji looked at each other.

“It may be hard for you to accept, but what I'm going to say is true. ”

“In fact, you are long gone...”

……

After listening to Harano's instructions, Mitsuro stayed completely.

He had difficulty accepting what they had said, resisted understanding in his heart, but his sincere attitude, gentle words, made him feel that everything they had said was true.

Conflicting hearts and minds can't help but remain silent for a long time.

Suddenly my head hurts again.

Kotaro screamed, rolling on the ground again, saw more mess... then suddenly he understood.

These are memories.

My real memories!

Harano said... it's true!!

“Wuaaaah--” It feels like death.

Who am I…?

Who am I!?

Sister... mother... brother... are they all fake!?

Fake relatives! The town is fake!! Is everything fake!!??

“No... no ahhh--”

Kwantaro screamed wildly, the red fog appeared on his body again, then turned dark red, then turned black red, wrapped him all over his body... no! His whole body began to melt into black mist!!

“Calm down! Kotaro!!” Qingshi shouted.

He felt a dangerous aura and had to prepare for battle, as did the summer nights when he watched silently.

Just when the collapsed charcoal seller seemed to be about to turn into some kind of demon monster, the fog suddenly poured around him, turning him into a heavy wrapper if there was a substantial grey stream covering the fog!

Meanwhile, Qingshi jumped out of the system in front of him: “There is a spiritual burst inside the soul, the suppression function is activated, priority consumption of the inner boundary crystallization in the warehouse. ”

It has automatic compression function... very good, but it is not good to consume crystallization.

Qingshi and Summer Night saw the grey currents completely wrapped in black mist, then compressed, gradually becoming spherical.

During this period, the shape of the flowing light is constantly changing, as if the fog is struggling intensely inside, to break free from confinement, but ultimately it is no match for systematic repression.

When the streaming light is completely transformed into a large ball, the system prompts the crackdown to complete and shows the number of crystals consumed.

For this unexpected consumption, Qingshi had a little meat ache.

“Brother System, let me do it myself next time. ”