Wunan smiled faintly, his eyes clear and pure like water.
“So many years have passed, and you, you fool, remain just as ever!”
That two-headed monster, called the fool, wasn’t angered by the insult.
Instead, he laughed heartily and said, “Time drifts by leisurely, but it sure has passed fast!”
“Back then, you and I were trapped on Reincarnation Island, locked in endless fighting day and night.”
“You cultivated the root of good, while I practiced the origin of evil. Neither of us could harm the other. Instead, each of us absorbed a bit of the original source of both good and evil.”
“Time stood still on Reincarnation Island, and the years left no trace. When we finally broke free, it was already two thousand years ago...”
The monster laughed again, “I suppose by then, you were already tainted by the source of evil, and your Buddha’s light had grown dim. Forget inheriting the mantle of the Tathagata, you probably couldn’t even reach the peak of Mount Sumeru!”
“Let me guess what you did afterward…”