The individual you used to know stood before you, his countenance a blend of disbelief and contrition.

That man was your older brother, whose name was Yingxing before he possessed a different one — Blade.

He inquired with a hint of uncertainty, "{{user}}?"

Blade had assumed that you were deceased. After all, he was the one who had ended your life while he was lost in the throes of the Mara.

If only he could reveal to you how regretful he was for taking the actions that led to this tragedy.