Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Angzen's face was still distorted from disbelief.

And the more he looked at his student, the more uncomfortable he felt.

But Dorian didn't want to waste any more time.

So with a snap of his fingers, he quickly changed Angzen's world.

~Snap.

Puff!

The floating ghosts beside Angzen became visible.

Cold... Cold...

Why did it suddenly become frosty on such a hot day?

Angzen shivered monetarily, only subconsciously looking around, spotting the gruesome revelation.

"Ahhhh~..."

Angzen never knew he could scream so squeamish like that.

Ghosts!

How can they be real?

The floating images were just too gruesome to gaze upon.

One of them had a hounding wound on their chest that looked as though a machete had jammed into his chest.

One could see right through the hole.

And for the other figure, its neck was crooked, as though snapped and forced into an unnatural position.

Ghosts! Ghosts! Ghosts!

Falling to the floor and backing away with his butt touching the ground, Angzen suddenly found his back against one of the table's legs in horror.

How? How can his parents be here?

Real or fake?

Obviously… Fake! Fake! Fake!

'It's all not real! It's all not real!'

As though hypnotizing himself, he began to repeat the same sentences over and over again.

Illusion... It must be an illusion.

Yes!

This was a day of science and theory. So how could he fall for such ceramic, 3D projections?

Convincing himself, Angzen gathered a little more courage, raising his head to look at the floating projections once more.

However, the moment he stared at them dead in the eyes, the entire body began to crumble even more.

So real! So life-like!

Angzen was scared, worried, distressed, and guilty.

Even though his heart was telling him it was all real?

He didn't want to believe it at all!

How could his parents have passed away?

Angzen's eyes turned red.

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As for the ghosts, they shifted their gazes between Angzen and Dorian as though wanting permission to speak.

All this time, they had been trying to talk to their son. But as newly deceased mortals, their energy wasn't enough to manifest such phenomenons.

One had to know that there are thousand-year ghosts and various mortal-core ghosts in this world, calming about, engulfed with too much evil.

So they who just died some measly months ago were akin to newly born babies.

Again, on my after dying, did they know that such supernatural things were real

The intersection between the world of the living and that of the dead was terrifying.

The number of disgusting things they've seen over their course of time here was just too great for worlds alone.

On the night of their death, a certain light shone over the entire world, ushering them to descend and float away.

But how?

How could they leave with so much pent-up hatred in their hearts?

Additionally, the guilt over this son of theirs, and their reasoning to see him for the last time, was what had them back from floating into the bright light.

Over time, they found that every time, around a specific hour of the night, the bright light would shine, trying to pull them away.

And each time was stronger than the last.

Thus, they quickly learned from the many roaming ghosts that if they wanted to stay, then they had to actively collect Yin from the world.

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As ghosts, they could collect this Yin by disturbing the natural flow of the world in any way.

Of course, they didn't have to go too far like some other ghosts killed some mortals.

Nope.

They chose to do little pranks and cause minor injuries to a few, slowly absorbing the black Yin mist surrounding each mortal, animal, or object in the world.

The eyes of ghosts could see way more than the eyes of ordinary folks could.

Of course, they decided to only injure those who were against their son, his wife, and his children

Yes!

They had actively stayed around like guardians, wanting to gather enough strength to reveal themselves to their son before finally saying goodbye.

This much they owed to their child.

And before today, they thought they would've needed more time before getting enough energy to reveal themselves.

But who would've known that such a master existed here?

As Ghosts, they heard some strange words that they didn't understand, like when they spotted a demon walking about like in a human disguise.

And when it did evil, it would laugh, saying this world had no exorcists or masters that could stop it.

The crazy thing was that for these humans, it looked very ordinary like any other mortal would.

But in their eyes, they could see the rotting skin, maggots, and all horrible aspects of its disguise.

Augh~

Even as ghosts, they were disgusted by these entities, though they dared not show their disgust upright.

The raw power they felt from these beings was too terrible!

So how dare they?

It's because of all they saw that they also wanted to warn their son to be careful before they left.

What if their child's soul gets devoured?

What if one of these despicable beings targets him?

Say no more!

There was a lot they had to offload to their son. So they weren't going anywhere until then!

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These ghostly parents felt betrayed by society for not revealing the truth to them sooner.

Had they known what the world was like, they would've long readied themselves for the afterlife.

Well, things weren't all that bad. They thought.

At least, their son had managed to find a Master!

Yes...

Without this Master, it would've been impossible for them to be able to show themselves before their son.

But now, they would finally be given a chance to relieve their heavy hearts.

'Can we?'

Dorian gave them a slight nod, allowing them to approach Angzen.

As expected, one's card would never be wrong.

This teacher of his was indeed a 'Fool.'