Xiaoye's chest heaved violently as she said painfully, "Stop talking."
But Fan Wubing continued unabated,
"The power of the Anger Demon Dao made you her second will. From the moment you were born, you knew you were another An An. But An An didn't know, her innocent self thought there was a friend living in her head. But you understand, once An An grows stronger, grows up, matures, knows more, she will understand what you are and then slowly erase your existence."
Xiaoye squatted on the ground, covering her ears, not wanting to hear.
But Fan Wubing's voice echoed in her mind,
"You are very afraid. So, you used the Anger Demon Dao to keep correcting her body and spirit to the age of thirteen. Ensuring she never grows up. Why thirteen? Because you were born in her thirteenth year and hadn't experienced her life before that. If you had been born in her twelfth year, she would forever be twelve. To you, the more innocent she is, the more real your existence."
