Outside, screams echoed ominously.
Though they were indistinct.
Jiu could still determine that it was the sound of many people screaming together.
She listened for a while before losing interest.
Right now, the most important thing was to practice the Saint-making Technique.
Yet just as she'd begun her practice, there was a knock at the door of the Solitary Confinement Room.
"Come in."
Jiu spoke out.
The door to the Solitary Confinement Room slowly opened.
A humanoid figure, completely black and with a single horn on its head, walked in.
"Mother."
The humanoid figure said respectfully.
Mother?
Jiu was caught off guard.
But being accustomed to challenges, she quickly formed a hypothesis.
"Are you the curse?"
Jiu asked.
The horned, black figure spoke:
"You separated me from the endless combination of Techniques, thanks to this act, I was able to develop a separate consciousness—"
"I truly existed."
Jiu fell into silence.
