No! No! No! It's really gone! A sudden wave of joy filled Jialan's heart.

Indeed, an otherworldly soul that had never learned meditation and was trapped in a body already owned by someone else had no way to enhance its own power through any means.

Over hundreds, or even several hundred years, its soul power would grow weaker and weaker until it could no longer maintain consciousness, eventually fading away into the vastness of time and space.

While some say, "The soul never perishes," this applies only to powerful souls. An ordinary soul, once separated from its body, would quickly disappear without a trace.

This otherworldly soul, parasitic in Jialan's body, managed to survive beyond the summoning ritual without immediately vanishing.

However, trapped in this body, its soul power could not grow stronger, maintaining only the soul strength of an ordinary person, with a lifespan of at most a hundred years.

For some reason, Jialan suddenly felt a pang of sadness. After all, this annoying otherworldly soul was his only contemporary "companion."

Now, with even it gone, did that mean he was truly alone in this world, the last remaining relic of that bygone era in his memory?

He felt out of place in this current era.

An inexplicable sense of loneliness left Jialan somewhat dejected. But when he sensed another presence, he nearly jumped out of his skin!

"Is it still here?"

Jialan's emotions were complex; he didn't know whether to feel happy or annoyed. It was like hearing news of a troublesome friend's passing.

When it was still around, Jialan hated it, even loathed it. Whenever it caused havoc in his mind, he wanted to choke it to death.

Yet, when it was truly gone, Jialan felt sad and reluctant to let it go, worrying that at its funeral, this mischievous friend would suddenly jump out of the coffin, laughing and announcing it was all just a joke.

If any friend dared to do such a thing, Jialan felt he would stuff it back into the coffin and bury it himself!

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Jialan gently touched the invisible presence; it was weightless, lacking the "heft" one would expect from a soul.

It seemed this friend was truly no more. But why had it left behind an almost non-existent "soul shell," so faint that even Jialan, with his keen perception, hadn't noticed it initially?

This situation was beyond Jialan's extensive knowledge of souls. To eliminate any potential hidden dangers, he cautiously explored with his consciousness.

However, just as he delved deeper into the "soul shell," the once weightless exterior suddenly snapped shut like a mouse trap, viciously "biting" off a large chunk of Jialan's consciousness!

"Bang!"

Jialan's body fell to the ground like a log...

"Hey! Hey, classmate!? You'll get sick sleeping here!"

After what felt like an eternity, a girl in a light blue robe of a mage gently shook Jialan's shoulder, waking him from his deep slumber.

Galan struggled to open his eyes,still looking dazed.He stared blankly at the girl in front of him.Everything around him was shaking,and the sounds were muffled and unclear,like demons dancing and beasts roaring,terrifying to hear.This wasn't a trap,but it felt like his heart was being torn in two.

When Galan finally calmed down from his panic,he received a message from a strange friend,a soul from another world—the one who used to share his body:

“Hey,host buddy,is it okay if I call you that?

If you're reading this,then accept my heartfelt greeting from your‘guest’!I don't know who the hell brought me here or why we have to share the same body,but it's not my fault!According to the rules of being a traveler,now that I'm here,shouldn't you step aside?

I was thinking about getting stronger,becoming a great hero or king,marrying a princess,and living the ultimate life.I was pretty excited about it.But you didn't step aside,and I couldn't take over your body,which really worried me.What's more,both of our consciousnesses are in this body,and I can't figure out how that works.

Then I thought,maybe I'm here to help you,to help you achieve those dreams.Aren't you a little excited?But the problem is,we can't communicate.That's when I realized how important it is to know a foreign language!

I tried to tell you the names of the things you saw,to teach you a foreign language,but it seemed like you didn't even notice my presence.That's so strange!

You might wonder,why don't I learn your‘foreign’language?Well,I tried,but your language is so difficult!Especially the stuff you often mutter—it's completely different from what you usually say!

What's more frustrating is that you can speak more than ten languages!Are you a translator?I failed my foreign language makeup exam eight times and felt so much pressure!

After a long time,I accepted the reality…Wait,why did I say‘after a long time’?

One day,you were frozen solid by a huge block of ice,and I thought you were...dead.So I figured you weren't the protagonist type.

As a soul,I lost track of time.Technically,I shouldn't feel bored,but watching you sleep all day is really boring!I don't know if you'll wake up,but I feel like I can't hold on much longer.This loneliness is unbearable.I might not be able to go back,so I've decided to dissipate myself,which is like‘committing suicide’.”