The World of Emotions: To Become a God, You Have to Split Your Personality?

“Why is everything so colorful? Do I really have schizophrenia?” Wen Jiale was kneeling and daydreaming at the funeral of an elder from his clan when he suddenly noticed colors in the air around him. “The black is so heavy over there, where everyone’s crying. Why is that group of people from a branch family surrounded by gray while they sob? Huh? Why is there red, too?” Suddenly, a pair of hands made of a sticky black-and-red substance reached out from the red. “What the heck? Did I transmigrate?”

Wen Jiale, who lacks emotions but yearns for them intensely, transmigrates into an emotional world where feelings can be turned into powers. Joy becomes a spear, sadness becomes a pair of swords, and then he discovers... without emotions, he’s a blank slate? “Come on, you’ve got to be kidding me...”