"I-"
"If your soul was obliterated, all signs of your existence in the universe would cease to be." The soul guardian paused a little before continuing.
"Everyone would forget that there had ever been a person called Yang Jingshen who talked and laughed and interacted with them. Every human and animal you met in the past would forget about you. And, each and every tree, rock, every single grain of soil or drop of water that had felt your presence, the very air you breathed– in short everything would lose its memories of you."
For a moment, Yang Jingshen didn't know what to say or even think. By obliterate, it had meant this kind of thing?
"So you still want that?"
Does he? Could he bear to? After all, hearing it simply as obliterating one's soul was one thing, but to know what it actually entailed?
