"Gao...?" A sluggish voice slowly rose, making the very environment tremble. Under 002's influence, even the Darkness itself had developed a will of its own.
Charles anxiously looked up at it, nodding repeatedly, and said in a tone as if comforting a child, "Yes, that's right—it's me. I'm Gao Zhiming, the one who lived with you. Come, shrink down a bit, and I'll take you home right now."
The Darkness stared blankly at Charles, but slowly, a hint of anger surfaced on its face. "Gao...is dead?! You...killed...Gao!!"
As the Darkness flared, the environment underwent an earth-shattering change; the chaotic mist rolled like boiling water. Warning bells blared in Charles's mind, his subconscious screaming that he was in extreme danger.
Charles quickly shook his head. "Gao's fine! He's my former self! We've merged into one! Friday! Think about it, I was the one who taught you to think, the one who gave you your name! We're each other's only friends!"
