The bats squealed, and the people screamed. Amidst a land of death and slaughter, Vaan glanced at his visitors with an air of indifference.
After absorbing the second soul fragment, a part of him seemed to have changed besides his newfound abilities and power elevation. The trivial lives of unrelated humans felt even more insignificant to him.
Although Vaan was never someone with a heroic complex, believing he should go out of his way to save people in need, he would at least do it as long as it served a favorable purpose or if the gains outweighed the losses.
However, now, he didn't feel anything despite the countless screams of terror, grief, and despair.
'I've changed… Is this the side effect of absorbing the second memory?' Vaan mused.
Indeed, he had experienced and seen far too much in the memories of his past lives. Even if he hadn't seen the full life of each reincarnation, he had at least experienced their birth and death.
