C1233 Kick the Iron Plate

On the other side.

"The world of interest, the world of interest, the world of interest, the world of no thought, the world of no color …"

Threads of weird sounds drifted out from the mouth of a Zen Zen with his hands clasped together. It was like a Mantra, but also like an incantation.

Amidst this seemingly demonic voice, images of men and women having sex flashed into existence