As Ying took his final breath, he found himself in darkness no man could describe. Ahead he saw the red glow of Yangs of eyes.
They widened before blinking, “What are you doing here?”
“How soon you forget.”
“But you are a mortal and cannot be here.”
“I was mortal once, but when you took my earthly life, I became spirit like you, and I am here to destroy you.”
The Dark-one looked up from its churning cauldron, “Stupid humans, finding elucidation in symbols without understanding their other meaning. Brothers trying to kill one another, knowing not why they battle.”