The outside world was in a complete mess, but The Land of Void remained, as always, peaceful and serene.
Zheng Qing sat cross-legged on the ground, a hand propping up his head, the other drawing circles in the dirt as he pondered in silence, his expression calm:
I am a forbidden spell.
So, I will blow myself up.
Hmm, is that why I'm going to explode? It feels like a reasonable explanation... bullshit!
After drawing several circles, the young cost student finally couldn't hold back and jumped to his feet, shouting, "Sir, you should find a more reasonable explanation... How on earth did I become a forbidden spell? I have a birth certificate... I celebrate my birthday every year... My blood is red, I can get sick, medicine makes me better... You know all this!"
His words were somewhat incoherent, but his central idea was very clear.
That is, he was a human, not a spell.