Dyon gently set their coffins down, taking care not to wake them up as he wrapped the two in their ceremonial robes and took them into his arms. His heart trembled as he tried to control his emotions, but his mind was a mess. He was caught in between being ecstatic and being filled with worry.
"What is going on?" Dyon turned toward Junior, asking this question for the third time. But, this time around, his gaze and tone were decidedly softer.
"I was thinking for a long time after you came to speak to me about the Life Stone, but I couldn't figure it out. So, instead, I began to cultivate, thinking that things would sort themselves out eventually.
"But, when I did start to cultivate, something unexpected happened. I started to feel a deep sense of familiarity with the death qi that kept popping up. I didn't understand why though … It wasn't something as simple as my affinity for death will, it was something deeper than that."
