But ordinary people find it hard to achieve such things. Over time, they quickly fall into emptiness and eventually reach the point of willingly accepting death.
"Is that so." The Delusional Demon extended his hand, stroking the Alchemical Puppet's head, granting this man in front of him the correct death.
In the simulated world, he also has the means to grant people correct death because the simulated world itself is built on the power he wields—a false world, though vast to the extent that not even he can fully control it.
But ultimately, he holds a certain privilege: the ability to grant people correct death.
He has experienced this many times before, killing those who come seeking correct death, gifting them their final life.
"Satisfied, then wanting to die—so fragile," the Density Demon said, stepping out from the forest with his hands in his pockets. He questioned the Delusional Demon, "If this keeps up, you'll end up personally burying most of this world."
