Perhaps because he was so close, Ed couldn't see his friend's face clearly. Or maybe he didn't want to see too clearly.

He kept his eyes open, knowing that what Iss said was not wrong. Even, perhaps, this is the meaning of his being dragged into this world.

However, in a corner of my heart, there is an indescribable sadness.

“...... Good. He said, "I ...... Get your feet wet. ”

Give it a try, turn around and embrace the emotions he was desperately trying to dodge, those emotions that were too strong for him to bear, and see the source of all the pain and despair hidden underneath.

He can do it...... He had to do it.

He wanted him to be determined enough to put his friends at ease. But after a while, he heard Isis say, "...... Forget it, or don't. ”

“...... Why?" he asked, relieved and guilty.

"'Prophecy' is never a good thing. Iss said lightly, "Since it's another possibility...... Who knows if it will be at a loss because of those failed experiences. Like the previous scrolls, what's the use of trying to figure out the 'past' than just making us more confused? ”

Ed opened his mouth, and he wanted to say that it was different. But now he can finally look directly at his friend's face, and even see his little self in those light blue eyes...... Seeing his paleness and dazedness, and the concern and apprehension in Is's eyes.

He suddenly understood.

Isis saw it...... He saw his fear and vulnerability, and then, because of this, he simply abandoned the more correct and useful method.

It's not wise at all. In such a situation, one of them must be wiser......

His instincts went against his sanity. His heart was filled with ecstasy.

He spread his arms and lunged at his friend once more.

Isis was once again caught off guard and fell back, blurting out a little angrily, "...... Are you a dog?!Dogs aren't as clingy as you!"

Ed was silent. Iss involuntarily reflected - the scolding seemed to be a little ugly?

“...... Woof. ”

Ed cheekily whispered.

Iss twisted his face with anger and laughter, grabbed his arm with his backhand, and unceremoniously flipped him to the ground.

Ed fell face down and almost fell apart, but there was an uncontrollable smile on his raised face.

He got up and sat cross-legged on the ground. That's pretty much where he sees "him...... But he didn't care that much anymore.

"Let's try it. "Even if it's not to know the reason for the failure...... Maybe we'll find a way out of here. ”

His smile was so bright that there was no hint of gloom, and suddenly he had endless confidence.

He can do it.

.

Confidence is good, of course, but "faith" does not solve all problems.

From time to time, Ed still falls into a trance where he can't tell which one he is. In the chaos, he tried to maintain a little clear consciousness and calmly wandered away, but the one who had failed and lost everything actually remembered nothing.

What has left him until now is not memory, but regret, pain...... and a glimmer of hope, perhaps so faint that even he himself could not perceive or gradually forget, that he would not give up after all.

He knows time – they know time. Time is a long river that never turns back, has no beginning and no end...... Time is an unbroken ring.

So this shard, which should have been reduced to nothingness along with another world, has always stubbornly refused to disappear.

He's waiting...... Although even he himself has forgotten what exactly is waiting for.

Ed took the trouble to tell Iss every bit of fragment he could find, no matter how bizarre or inexplicable it sounded. But he didn't expect to find the key to victory. They are already on another path, and there are still infinite possibilities at the end of the road, and he will try to see the darkness of the past, but he will not be blind enough to think that he can find the true light in it.

What really matters, at their feet...... and ahead.

He was still afraid. It's scary to lose control, but it's even more scary to know when you're out of control. But no matter what he did or said, Isis treated him consistently.

He was always there for him, within his sight. He answers all his inexplicable questions, endures his occasional episodes of hysteria or discouragement, dazed and frustrated, and when he loses patience, he uses violence as a matter of course.

He treated him as Iss Chrisses treated Ed Singhal—no matter which Ed it was, it was his friend.

Resentment and despair gradually settled at the bottom of the deep lake. They may never go away, but the lake will eventually regain clarity and serenity.

He didn't know how much time had passed, and Iss never rushed. When he was finally able to condense a tiny but bright flame of light in the palm of his hand, he was ecstatic to hold it in front of Is's eyes.

"I can cast spells!" he said.

Power flowed into his body like a trickle. When he accepted himself...... The world accepted him.

It's actually about to collapse. It had little power left, but perhaps, enough for them to leave.

"So, do you know how to leave?" Iss asked him.

Ed nodded.

"It's another time. He used his cane to draw a continuous line on the ground, "and our time is like flowing on the same channel, different rivers." They are separated...... But in a sense, they overlap. ”

He looked back at the only color in the center of the ground - he found his way back by finding some overlapping point.

There was a glimmer of light in his vision. The heart of the deep sea glowed like water, and scattered in all directions like ripples. The star-like points of light lit up one by one, tired and dim, but never extinguished.

Ed's mouth was blankly open - he hadn't done anything yet.

He looked at Is, at his hand that was still drawing runes smoothly.

“...... Do you already know how to leave?" he asked, not without frustration.

"How else do you think I got here?" Iss raised his eyebrows, not hiding his smugness: "The old man is very knowledgeable about this...... If we ignore time and treat this and our original world as two different spaces, the truth is actually the same. There is only one problem......"

"How to get back to the right time. Ed said.

Iss nodded, "We could go back to any time after Heart of the Deep became the cornerstone of the Triple Tower." ”

Ed lowered his head and was silent for a moment, unconsciously paddling around the ground.

"Nope. "We can go back to the night it shattered...... That's a cut-off point. Luckily, that's away from us...... At least it's been a short time since I've disappeared from my original world, so I shouldn't have too much trouble......"

He paused again and looked around suspiciously, suspecting that he had not "digested" enough.

He seemed to hear something he could never have heard here.

Naria's voice.

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