Immortal and Colorless

He once thought he would fall into depravity, let himself waste away, and be cast into the Avici Hell.

He also thought he would be reduced to ashes, ground to dust, and perish in mutual destruction.

But

Wu Se would not allow it.

Wu Se could tear out, root and branch, the faith he held inside him, bit by bit. He could also giggle as he filled his chest with everything he did not want.

He could not refuse.

He is Wu Se. He is Xie Buxiu.

They never began.

They never ended.

You are undying, and the world has no color.