The blizzard was nothing more than a gentle breeze to these giants.
Vivian looked at Hewitt:
"I can't see through the world you've created, but in my world, there are birds singing and flowers fragrant, the basic rules, though not correct, make everyone feel real, there are insect chirps, flowing water, and lush forests. My world is alive.
"Yours is a dead silence."
Hewitt smiled:
"Placing life above death, how arrogant and ignorant to distinguish between the two."
Vivian snorted:
"Of course, it's not the difference between life and death, but the difference between presence and absence. I gave them vitality, while you gave them nothing."
Hewitt asked:
"So you admit that life is not superior to death, right?"
Vivian said:
"As one of the deceased, of course, death and life are equal, opposite, two sides of the same coin. Thus, death does not mean an absence of life.
