Gloomy souls tumbled inside the Crystal Wall, a twisted face intermittently visible within.
"Young Source Heavenly God successor, you are too arrogant. I have already shown enough sincerity, but you are unwilling to negotiate with me."
Rod spoke indifferently, "Asa, if not for this sincerity, I would not be speaking with you. You are a manifestation of malevolence, the will formed by the hatred of humankind and all living beings, a derivative and symbiote of the Black Fog. If humans achieve ultimate victory, you will die; you can only survive in the endless darkness. Our goals are diametrically opposed; there is no room for collaboration."
Asa chuckled, "Young Source Heavenly God, that's exactly my point. Why do you oppose the darkness? What's so good about humans? Selfish, narrow-minded, cowardly, despicable, greedy—each soul that seems upright, upon closer inspection, is unspeakably hideous."
