...
In that moment, Lynch experienced a strange and unprecedented sensation.
He opened his eyes.
No, to be precise, "they" opened their eyes at the same time.
The gaze from his original body fell upon the massive shell slowly sitting up in the white jade sarcophagus.
Meanwhile, the Profound Corpse's gaze fell upon the pale young man beside the sarcophagus, his forehead beaded with cold sweat.
Two perspectives, two images, flooded the depths of Lynch's consciousness at once.
Lynch's brain nearly overloaded in that instant.
He instinctively closed the eyes of his original body.
But the Profound Corpse's eyelids were unaffected, as it had no need to blink at all.
Two clusters of eerie green Soul Fire burned quietly deep within its eyes. Through its senses, every detail of the quiet chamber was rendered with perfect clarity in Lynch's mind.
