Bologue recalled the various conjectures Mamo mentioned to him before the ritual began.
"Perhaps... perhaps we humans don't only exist within the Material Realm."
"What do you mean?"
Bologue didn't immediately understand Mamo's words; he was clearly in this material world, his feet firmly on the ground, feeling reality.
"I've always been thinking, after humans die, where does our soul go?
I don't understand this question, and the appearance of the primal entity undoubtedly proves that humans most likely originally didn't have souls. It's the arrival of the Ether that affected us, causing us to develop souls, and even making souls become closely related to our lives."
"I proposed this hypothesis, we humans live in the Material Realm, but our souls appear in both the Material and Ethereal Realms simultaneously... We are like fish living in the sea, each holding a fishing line in our mouths, and that line is our soul, connecting us to the Material and Ethereal Realms.
