“The feeling on one's skin is due to this colorless and transparent blank area. The darkness within had little effect on the Yakou.
It was as transparent as water.
Or like a sterile box that was thoroughly cleaned. While humans embody "nothingness" they also possess the potential and versatility to grow in any way they choose.
Is there a bottom?
For a sane person, you can't help but think about the sight. Just like how humans fear the vastness of the ocean, here as well, will spread even with such a half-hearted intent (?)
This unchanging space that continues forever. A colorless taiji that cannot become a medicine nor poison, simply existing. Those who are gigantic but do not assert themselves seemed to arouse the fear of the viewer.
That's what Yakou thought. This is a world only permitted by those of the divine.
The mind of any ordinary human cannot bear this transparency. It's similar to dropping a sugar cube onto freshwater that sinks into the continent. Naturally, the sugar will melt and there won't be a sweet taste in the water.
However, that is the convenience of ordinary people. By crossing over the line this place will sprout, transforming into a new world.
That is---the possession of taiji. Only those who obtain Hadou are allowed to paint everything within the present world even the very sky and thus creating a new reason. However, only one color is permitted. No god can stand side by side. Those of Gudou may not know, but Hadous are not allowed to coexist less they destroy the native occupants.
That is the reason why Yakou has come here, it is to sought after Taiji however at the same time, not one primarily on Hadou
To weave our other shells to be stronger and going deeper into the depths. Retaining our reason and eventually reaching the end.”