"The opposite?" It was eliminating weakness all the same. How was it any different? He looked at Little You and pondered at the terrifying nature of weaknesses.

"Daddy, will we continue to work with them?"

"Impossible."

"Why?"

"Because we’re creatures that bear the combined hate of two hundred millennia. We live for vengeance. Those that inflicted that nightmarish imprisonment on us have to pay ten thousand times over! Our bodies were given to us by the painstaking efforts of our forebears. They don't belong to us. We represent the entire specter race. The hate and grudges we bear don't just go away, understood?" His voice got more emotional as he spoke.

"I know. I can't eat grass. I have to eat human flesh because of hate," she said obediently.

"That's right." Bodhi nodded with satisfaction. "Little You, I gained quite a lot from the fight today. I think the time has come."

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After leaving...