Inside the depths of Wang Ling's mind, deeper than his mindscape. There he was, floating in the abyss that is his mind. By his side was the gray figure watching him in disappointment.
"You are dying, what a good start. You have touched the door of Chaos, you have achieved harmony through destruction and creation but you have entered far too deep. Young one, are you really going to do nothing?"
Wang Ling's weakened soul did not speak. His whole being did not have any strength after everything regarding this day is over. What's more, is that his soul had been pressured far too many times by the Bell of Heavens that he can't really do much.
The Gray Figure moved and got closer to Wang Ling's face, their two eyes that nearly resembled each other looked at one another. The Gray Figure shook his head, "Your master told you to live, and create a family, are you not going to fulfill that promise?"