Darkness awakens a sense of fear and curiosity in the human heart....

It is as if every human being has a dark world hidden in their soul from birth.

In a world where there is no light, no one knows what is hidden in it.

The second life follows the inner perception, and the sense of emptiness expands step by step towards the multidimensional universe as the consciousness is strengthened.

His consciousness is like a kite with a broken string, spinning in the whirlpool of cosmic matter, drilling from one dimension to another.

After experiencing a lot of lens-like refraction space, his consciousness finally stabilized, and he stood in a world shrouded in black mist.

The thick mist was like a membrane, blocking the emptiness of the second life, and his consciousness could only see clearly less than a few meters away.

Dark, unknown! Just like the darkness in the depths of the human heart.

The second life itself is not considered a human being, but his consciousness is also born in the soul of Lao Xiaotou, so his character also has a dark world.

At this moment, he felt the dark world inside.

Fear deeply stimulates his perception, and the more strange and unknown it is, the more he can't extricate himself.

For the first time, his eyes lost their usual sadistic smile, and became unusually calm. He strode into the depths of the mist.

In this silent dark dimension, every step he took felt like his soul was fading. He was trapped in this fog, and he could only go in one direction.

This is the real darkness, a world that even consciousness cannot penetrate.

Second Life finally comprehended the true meaning of the word darkness in the multidimensional universe.

That's not about light and black. It's a kind of loss that comes from the depths of the soul. If he keeps walking, maybe he will completely melt into this fog.

The second life desperately guarded his consciousness, this was like the feeling he had when he was burned by the painful Thousand Condensation Killing that day, his consciousness could not be unconscious, and once it was worn out, there was no chance of regeneration.

In order to survive, he has been persevering, even if the fog has made him gradually unconscious, he still keeps the persistent belief in his heart.

He is an outlier to humans, and he is also an outlier to pure energy.

He wanted to figure out why, why he was an outlier.

To do this, he can sign a soul pact with the strange hand, and for this he can venture into the dark dimension and explore another side of his heart.

Perhaps, the mystery of his life is hidden.

The second life took a dozen steps in a row, and the fog that covered his emptiness became thicker. He was now almost completely unconscious, and even if he wanted to give up at this point, he would not be able to find his way back.

Just when the second life was trapped in the swamp of emptiness and couldn't extricate himself, an extremely strange perception came to his ears. It's strange to say, and it's subtle that even the fog can't stop it.

Curiously, he released the sense of emptiness towards that angle, but it was unobstructed, and soon he saw a black ring-shaped ground.

The subtle perception came from the black viscous liquid on the ground, and the second life drifted towards it. Soon I saw what appeared to be a creature swimming within the black liquid.

He unleashed his sense of emptiness, trying to see what was hidden within, only to be bounced back by a shocking force.

But just as he was about to retract his sense of emptiness, he was attracted by a force.

The second life tried to concentrate on communicating with it, and soon, the power returned to him. It was indeed active, and after a slight temptation, it broke free from the black liquid, revealing a pair of green eyes staring at him.

What are you?

The second life is to try to communicate with it with empty feelings.

Creak!

Second Life immediately heard a sharp hiss in his head, forcing him to retract his senses.

What a horrible scream!

Second Life no longer dared to try to communicate with it, and was almost distracted by its several chirps.

Creak!

But the little thing didn't stop screaming, it screamed at the second life a dozen times in one breath, causing his consciousness to almost half collapse.

Yes!

The second life didn't want to die in vain, he suddenly activated all his emptiness and roared towards the black swamp opposite.

The powerful void fluctuations immediately drowned out the creaking of the small thing, and even the black liquid was lifted up in a large area.

The second life himself didn't expect his roar to be so powerful.

His consciousness finally followed the power of this roar and gradually recovered. At the same time, a fluffy black ball followed his consciousness back to his side.

It had no substance, only a pair of green eyes, and kept staring at the second life.

What do you want to do?

Second Life still had some inexplicable fear of this strange dark creature, especially its ghost-like eyes, which made him even more vigilant.

Doodle!

Two indistinct tones came from the second life's consciousness, and he looked up at the black furball, not knowing what it was trying to say.

This time it doesn't implicit an attack in its sounds, so Second Life only perceives two cute cries.

The second life asked it many more words with consciousness, but they were all one response: doot.

Eventually, he realized that the black furball didn't have any real intelligence, it was just some instinct similar to that of a lower lifeform.

Now he can already conclude that it is just a lower life living in the dark dimension....

Since the furball has no malice towards himself, there is no need to hurt it in the second life.

He reached out and touched the fluff of the furball, which looked like a kitten's head. It didn't dodge, letting the fingers of the second life knead its cheeks.

All right! Go back!

The second life kneaded for a while, and had had enough, and was ready to send it back to the black swamp.

But the furball was still sticking to him, and he had no intention of leaving.

Second Life frowned, pinched its cat face with both hands, and pressed hard against the Black Swamp. In exchange, it fought back, and almost knocked over a somersault with its second life.

That's a lot of strength! The second life consciousness body fluttered for a while before it regained its footing, and a pair of playful eyes stared directly at the hairball.

At this time, he was a little interested in the little monster in front of him, after all, in this empty mist, being able to have this little thing as a companion can be regarded as a reward from fate.

The second life is not in a hurry to rush it back, and continues to explore the fog with it.

Strange to say, as long as there is this hairball by his side, the fog around him will dissipate a lot unconsciously, and his sense of emptiness can perceive a farther distance.