Even so, it seems they still had to survive, because everyone here understood that pain is endless.
Just when you think this is the most painful existence, those nightmares in the ocean of night can surely shatter your perception.
Many have ultimately lost all hope, becoming shadowy husks, dispatched to the other side by the eternal night.
But more are those who cling to a meager light and survive.
They stare into the darkness that has settled in, but if one looks closely, they'll notice an extremely faint light upon them, barely illuminating anything.
This is the will to live, inherent in all living beings.
It is also the minimum light allowed by the eternally dark night demons. Any brighter, and they would suffer the torment of nightmares.
This dialogue had weighed heavily on Zhou Baiyu over the past few days.