"I have to go back..." Clifton's shouting seemed to have sapped all his strength. He was on the ground, continually weeping and muttering, devastated.
Meanwhile, Remus was also repeating the questions in his head.
Before this, the concept of the cycle of mortal life was ingrained in his mind. He had always thought this was how things should be. But now, thinking more deeply, he wondered why things were not the same for the Upper Realms and the Underworld.
Why are mortals the only ones who had to go through this?
A scene from Ballor City flashed through his mind, where the specters were continuously honored by the offerings from their descendants and remembered by their families for generations. That allowed them to remain in the Underworld almost forever.
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