Staring at the broom, Di Tou was speechless… After quite a long time, Di Tou managed to force down the strange feelings he was having, but at the same time, he also wasn't really able to motivate himself to go forward and continue on. He just stood there, taking a moment, mulling over his current state, unsure of the reason, but also unable to reject it fully…
After assessing himself for a while, Di Tou found that there were two things going on. First… the grime wasn't exactly toxic, but it wasn't helpful either. It seemed to amplify emotions. A more exaggerated statement would be that it amplified bad emotions, but that wasn't entirely true. And bad was subjective anyway… In general, the grime seemed to amplify and distort, although the distortion was still in line with the original nature.
