After traveling through Demon Slayer, is it possible to survive?

Chapter 132 The Almighty Inner World - To be revised

"......" An shrugged and raised his middle finger, "I have ideals."

Seeing his middle finger, I said coldly.

"...You are sick."

"Ah? What's wrong?" An asked puzzledly.

"...what do you mean by that middle finger..." I said.

"Isn't this... a gesture of encouragement?" he replied.

He also raised his other hand and waved his two middle fingers up and down in front of me.

stop!

An invisible air blade suddenly passed by, and An's outstretched middle fingers were suddenly cut off, with blood oozing out.

But in the next moment it was back to normal.

Looking at Mo Yunchuan in front of him with a hint of contempt in his eyes, he could roughly understand the gesture, although he was not yet able to fully confirm and understand it.

But I can also tell that the gesture is probably not meant to encourage.

There is even a hint of sarcasm.

"You can't blame me for that. My memory is limited to this point, so it's no wonder I can't tell such a small thing apart."

"Your idea is very ideal." Yami squatted down and changed the subject. "If you want to do it, do you want to "do it"? Or do you want to "be done"? "

After groaning for a while, I spoke stiffly.

"...Yeah, I want to try it..."

Hearing this, An was a little surprised. He looked left and right in confusion, and said in a serious but puzzled tone.

"Ha~ What on earth did you go through in here? Why do I feel like you're different now than before? You can talk about this without getting nervous or blushing."

Listening to his words, I felt a little strange. Am I...different from before? Why...I don't feel anything.

Why...?

"Maybe, there is everything here, and everything can be satisfied. I can experience all kinds of feelings, without worries, and...free." I reluctantly said a general idea, but I didn't know whether it was true or not, because I really didn't notice any changes in myself.

An frowned immediately, and when he reached this point, his eyes, which had turned black, looked at him with an emotionless look. After a moment, a hint of emotion appeared in his eyes.

Relieved.

"Forget it, I won't talk to you about this for now. I have something else to tell you."

An sat cross-legged in front of me, and the moment he raised his hand, a square table appeared in front of him, followed by a chess piece.

I looked at him in confusion, but he didn't respond. Looking at the chess, I recalled the thousands of times I was abused by Kokushibo... But I still sat down.

White particles suddenly appeared, gathered on my body, and slowly weaved into a long-sleeved white dress, like a white lotus in a pond.

Get out of the mud without dyeing, licking and not demon.

Contrasting with the dark black clothes, they are in opposition to each other.

"You've been here for so long, do you know where this place is?" He spoke after making a secret move.

"...I don't know, but since this place can change at will according to my thoughts, it is probably my "spiritual world" or something like that." I said it casually, and my consciousness moved the next moment.

Boom boom boom! !

A very thick golden lightning exploded from the sky, and then spread among the clouds, weaving countless lightning nets.

"...Although the description is not correct, it barely fits."

The dark chess flying cannon took down my arse and slowly spoke.

"This place is called Neijing. It is a fantasy space, a space created by your imagination. Here you can accomplish all your fantastic ideas, control the internal time and temperature, and have whatever you want. People, objects, and even things that have never appeared can also be constructed by your ideas. If you are proficient in the method of Neijing, you can even predict and divine reality in the fantasy world and bring it out."

"......" After listening to his words, I was speechless. What the hell is this?

"You think you are a Taoist priest, like a charlatan." I said casually.

"...A Taoist priest? It seems so. But that's not important. What's important is that since you can get anything you want here, have you ever thought about what your ending will be?" An Yu asked me seriously.

Me: "The ending? Why should I care? Why should I think about it? I was on the wrong track from the beginning, so why bother thinking about those endings."

Dark: "What do you mean?"

Me: "I long to live, but I can guess that everything I do will end in death. For example, if I were to do that thing now, I would kill him and his family even if it meant losing my life."

"At that time, I was like a fool. I always felt that there was something influencing me subconsciously, making me complete the original plot step by step. I could obviously change it, but I still wanted to see the "complete plot"!"

"And the complete plot, doesn't that mean I will die?"

"That effect continued until..."

I suddenly paused, looked up at him, and he looked at me, our eyes meeting.

"Until you replaced me and brought me here, the moment I came here and regained consciousness, the influence disappeared, and I also had the idea that what I did before was wrong!"

"I could have just killed off the people who would have affected the ending. Tamayo, Tomitaka Giyuu, the two Busei brothers, and Tanjiro. It would have been much easier if I had just gotten rid of the people who had come into contact with me, but I didn't do it because of the continued influence."

"And what I hate most is the guilt, sense of sin, and anxiety caused by turning a person into a ghost, and the practice of sealing it off and hiding it here!"

"Now I feel very strange. Why should I feel guilty? In an era of rampant disease and war, I was able to keep them alive. I let them live for hundreds of years. It was their honor and a favor that others could not get! It can obviously be considered a merit. Why should I feel guilty?"

"Even if the condition for their survival is to eat human flesh and drink blood, what does that have to do with me? Their sin of eating human flesh and drinking blood is not counted on me. They did it because they wanted to survive. If they don't want to, then they can kill themselves. What does it have to do with me?"

"It's like I sold him a knife, and he used it to kill someone, but after I found out, I had to take the blame for the murder. I really feel that I was mentally handicapped at that time because of the influence of the unknown."

"And now, I can only return to dust and earth. If I can survive, I'm sure it won't be much better."

I stopped talking here and continued to move the chess pieces, but An stopped, and his black pupils suddenly flashed with a smart light.

[“Really… So that’s why “you” abandoned me…”] He muttered to himself, and raised his head after a moment, “To be honest, sometimes I really envy you for having the ability to vent your emotions freely and express them.”

"...What? What's there to be envious of?" I wondered.

"Your eyes have already seen it a long time ago." He said with a faint smile.

Hearing this, I nodded slightly and said them one by one.

"Anger, hatred, and murderous intent. These three emotions in you are extremely strong. If a normal life form were to experience a similar situation, it would produce a "gloomy" phenomenon, making the observer feel uncomfortable."

"But you... don't have that kind of phenomenon. I can even feel that the anger, hatred, and murderous intent are very "suitable" for you!"

"The only strange thing is that your emotions are not expressed through your face, words, or even body language.

"It's very depressing, a depression that has nowhere to be released."

I stopped here. I have basically said everything I have noticed and understood, but whether it is right or not, I can only wait for his response.

"...You're right. The depression with nowhere to be released and the desire to be released but without a breakthrough, it really suits me..." An suddenly forced a stiff smile without any emotion.

"You can say whatever you want to say, be angry if you want to be angry, be happy if you want to be happy, vent if you want to vent, and it's very natural."

"That's why I envy you..."

I:"......"

"As you said, I have anger, hatred, and murderous intent, but I don't know how to show it, or how to release it. I have no reason."

"It's like the anger that comes after you know the ending, but you don't know why you are angry in the first place."

“You know what comes after, but not what comes before. Emotions emerge step by step until they are fully formed at the end. But I had complete emotions from the beginning, but I didn’t know why they appeared.