The wheelchair traveled autonomously and slowly stopped in the room with a light blue glow.

Staring at the mirror in front of her, the silver-haired girl slowly put on her hood.

As soon as the brim of the hat is pulled down, the world in the mirror gradually begins to change color. The flaming torch was extinguished in vain, and the ice flame that emitted a biting cold once again burned again. The gray walls were gradually frozen by the spreading black ice.

"I ...... In the Prophecy Crystal, I saw the crushing defeat of the Mortal Binder. A hoarse and twisted voice sounded, constantly hitting the girl's heart: "Once the power of the Black Ice Death is liberated, the true Breath of Winter...... It will descend on the world on the Dark Glacier. ”

"Black ice will spread...... It freezes bays and hot springs, corrupting every inch of snow and permafrost. ”

"I saw it all...... The descendants of the Ice Dragon and the Frost Giant turn against each other and are obsessed with fighting. When the stupid duo realizes their true enemies, it's too late. ”

"That's funny, isn't it? Frozen in black ice, Winterfell and Icerock look like they're withering. ”

With a maniacal laugh, the voice grew farther and heavier.

"Have you ever experienced the never-ending winter...... The real frost hell? For so many reincarnations, I have seen many people tremble and suffer because of the immortal winter. Each one is much the same, and there are not many differences. ”

"Fields and pastures were swept away by cold winds, and water from wells and streams was frozen with ice. Fear and suspicion were born with the harsh winter, and the order of hypocrisy collapsed in an instant......"

"The mother gave birth to the baby, and the baby froze to death before she could cry. Even if tears of pain flowed out, they condensed into icicles before they flowed down their cheeks......"

"The bell of the church will never ring again. Priests and priests abandoned their faith and died miserably. The ridiculous believer kept praying to the hypocritical deity until the last moment when he was embraced by death......"

"The once warm sun was condensed by ice, emitting only a cold blue glow. The once bustling town is lifeless, with only a few feet of snowdrifts and rotting plants left on the roadside......"

"All of them were frozen in their hearts, and their eyes were glazed back in their homes, looking desperately at the burning fire in the fireplace. People stiffened and struggled to survive, and eventually died of hunger and then of the cold that penetrated their bodies and minds......"

"Disease ravaged the streets and alleys, burrowing into the thin skins of the weakened. Piles of poor people were reduced to dry bones, and their bodies lay on the side of the road, covered in the freshly fallen snow. ”

"No one has the strength to collect the bodies of the dead, and they can't even get the cold tomb after they die. The gravedigger was so tormented that he lay down in the last grave he had dug for himself. The angry spirits of the dead could not rest in peace, so they had to wander the streets, dragging their relatives and friends who had known each other into the ice cave......"

"Don't you understand? The world has been abandoned by your God...... It will never be saved. ”

"The whole world is suffering because of your stupid attachment...... The souls of all men have been repeatedly whipped and tortured......"

“...... Just like you and me. ”

Ignoring his incitement, the girl remained silent, not saying a word.

"No matter how many reincarnations you do, the result will not change ......"

"So, why don't you give up?"

"They're going to make it. Responding in an indifferent voice, the girl turned her wheelchair and looked out the window at the chaotic space. A vortex erupted in front of the window, quickly revealing a scene in the Sacred Grove: three Lifebinders sat motionless in their bedrooms—it was a time and space that had been stagnant, and nothing was working according to the rules.

"I'm so inexplicably confident every time...... I really admire you. The tone was full of disdain and arrogance, and it shrieked and laughed, "Don't you think it's too cruel? I bet these four won't live long! Your Lifebinder has never succeeded, and this time is no exception." ”

"I believe in them. Giving a brief reply, the girl was expressionless: "This time, the lifebinder...... It's not the same. You must have seen the strength they showed. ”

"Of course I did. Those boring battles are not at all spectacular. With a low laugh, it dropped the last sentence and suddenly disappeared from the girl's mind: "A bunch of guys who can only win by tricks...... What threat can there be?"

Little trick...... Repeating the word in her mind, the girl opened her scarlet eyes and slowly pulled down her hood. Just as his face was completely reflected in the mirror, the cold room faded again, returning to its original gray color. The black ice quickly melted and dissipated into black smoke. The ice flame flickered and extinguished, and the fiery red flame was rekindled.

Staring at the world in the mirror, the girl slowly reached out and brought the pitch-black prophecy crystal closer to the mirror.

The crystal shook violently, and immediately released a deep purple light. The light shone calmly on the mirror, slowly dyeing it black and purple - as if all the light had been sucked into the mirror.

Gradually, a scene emerged on the mirror, gradually becoming clear. It was a vague hint from the prophetic crystal - from this fragmented fragment, the girl often saw a glimmer of hope for the future.

The first to appear in the scene was the dark-haired human male. He stood atop the spiral tower, holding the Netherworld Iron Shield and Holy Sword, and wearing haloing oracle armor. The sight didn't last long before it vanished.

The scene that resurfaced was a dark pool of blood shrouded in blood mist. The man, dressed in white, walked slowly into it with a weapon in hand. Even if the body is melted by the blood and water, he doesn't realize it.

The scene shifted for a split second, and the scene was all too familiar to her—a man rushing into the Great Chapel with a sword in hand, stopping beside a woman. The girl's body mutated in vain, turning into a blood beast in a burst of red light, and pounced on the Templar Knight.

Without warning, the image was abruptly cut off. In its place was the body of another silver-haired girl.

She had the exact same face as the person in front of her, but she couldn't open her eyes, make sounds, or walk.

However...... Once she unleashed the demon in her heart......

You can no longer be a Grey Prophet.

A dark red shadow appears from behind the wheelchair. The camera slowly shifts and eventually turns to the back of the wheelchair.

The shadow grew crimson, outlining the silhouette of the maiden. With its silver hair fluttering, it opened its blood-red pupils and slowly got up, revealing a maniacal smile. Then, she put her hand on her face and put on a miserable white mask for herself.

The scene in the mirror fell silent again, and the scene returned to the warehouse. Staring at the blonde man who was about to fall, she put away the crystal in her hand and took off her hood again.