"I don't want to become a part of It. I would rather die than lose myself."
Wei Yue's tone was incredibly somber. Having been one of the first Moon Worshipers, she knew all too well what it felt like to lose one's self.
The feeling was especially unbearable when you became an adjunct to an indescribable existence, a part of It—that hollow emptiness of your individual will being subsumed by something far grander.
Hearing Wei Yue's words, Lin Qi recalled her previous request.
"You once said that if I grew strong enough, quickly enough, you would be willing to merge with my will. Do you still feel that way?"
For some reason, Lin Qi felt that day might be arriving soon.
Through his recent Meditation, Lin Qi had a premonition that Wizard Professionals underwent a profound transformation at Tier Three.
'Perhaps by then, I'll be able to project a portion of my will independently.'
