Chapter 775: Is This Fate Not Meant to End?

(Third watch delivery...)

The moment I picked up the dagger, I discovered that my hand was trembling; it turns out I am afraid of death as well.

I had thought I'd let go of everything in my heart, but it seems that wasn't the whole truth. Do I still have other concerns? It seems not, yet there appears to be something lingering in the depths of my heart. For the life of me, though, I can't remember what it is.

"Master, before I die, I want to ask you two questions." The things I couldn't figure out, I didn't bother thinking about any longer. Soon, I'd be a dead man, with not even a soul existing in this world. In other words, one could say I'd be utterly destroyed. With such a predicament, what else is there to think about? Even if one wanted to think, it wouldn't be possible.

"Ask away," my master said, seeing me ready to commit suicide with the dagger in hand. His mood seemed very good, and he agreed to my request without a second thought.