"Does Heaven really exist in this world?" Eleanor asked gloomily.
"Why are you suddenly asking this?" Aske asked in surprise, "Also, weren't you and Sigrdrifa climbing the stairs together? Where is she?"
"I'm just asking," Eleanor replied.
She couldn't save that woman, which gave her a strong sense of guilt. If she told Aske, he might dismiss her concerns in a few words.
But she didn't want to be consoled because it was her fault.
"If you're talking about the Heaven according to the teachings of the Solomon Sect, then probably not," Aske said as he climbed the stairs, chatting with her, "Our Fire Island is essentially a fragment of what used to be Heavenly Mountain—just a floating island in the end."
"But Medea must have told you what happens after people die, right?" Aske continued, "After death, the id remains in the body, the super-ego sinks into the sea of the subconscious, and the true self will vanish completely."
