Walking through the World of the Dead, Mohe selected a soul from each Thought Community they encountered and placed it into his jar.
"Why are you capturing these souls?"
"To create symbolic meaning."
Mohe casually explained and continued to lead the group forward.
The World of the Dead was truly a desolate place. Initially, the sight of such barrenness might still hold some shock, but now, one only felt that the scene before them was so dull.
As one Thought Community after another was crushed, the realm of the dead began to liven up.
"How many more of these beings do we have to defeat?"
Doro landed on the ground, sighing, "These things feel like they just never end."
