As far as the eye can see, there is an endless field of snow, and the wind blows so hard that the snow flakes dance in the air like torn cotton wool.

The earth trembled slightly, and in front of Char, a behemoth tore through the blizzard and moved in this direction.

Four mechanical feet, somewhat like chicken feet, alternately advanced, and the mechanical feet were so slender compared to what they supported that one couldn't help but worry about whether they could support the behemoth above.

The castle remained in a sense of imminent collapse, but it was very stable.

The castle stopped at Char's side, and slowly opened its gates.

Through this door, Char could see the flame burning on the hearth, and the old man sitting on the flame.

Char's heart sank, he took a deep breath, and then walked up the stairs, stepping onto the wooden floor, the room smelled of decay.

This place is all too familiar to Char.

The snow outside the window began to gradually turn into a blizzard, the wind howled, beating against the window like a fire, a little ice crystals condensed outside the window, but the inside was warm as spring.

The old man sat in front of the fire, hunched over his robe, with his back to Char.

However, Char's eyes were not on the old man.

Rather, on the couch on the other side.

There, a black-haired young man dressed in a modern sportswear slept quietly.

That's Char from the past.

Seeing one's past self in the past time and space is still a relatively wonderful experience.

The old man silently picked up the firewood in his hand and put it into the fire, the flame burned and the firewood made a crackling sound, making the place warmer and warmer.

After a moment, he spoke quietly.

"You're here."

He didn't seem surprised by Char's arrival.

Char retracted his gaze and looked at the old man, "You know I'm coming?" ”

The old man turned his head, his face was full of signs of age, and the wrinkled skin was on his face, but the eyes were bright and wise.

He seemed to know everything.

Char had seen the so-called all-knowing and all-powerful God, but he felt that the old man in front of him might have already been truly omniscient

"You'll have a lot of doubts, and you'll always have to come to me once, won't you?" The old man continued.

"Where is she?" Char asked.

The old man raised his eyebrows in some surprise, and he teased.

"I thought you'd ask other questions."

"Where is she?" Char continued to ask.

The old man's eyelids were retracted, and he whispered in a deep voice.

"Looks like you like the gift I gave you.

You've had a very happy life. ”

"That's good," he said. ”

He looked up and looked into Char's eyes as he stared at him.

He smiled and shook his head, "She's not with me."

Char frowned.

"And where is she?"

"You've been fighting Him for so long and you haven't realized He exists?" The old man asked quietly.

Char's brow furrowed even deeper, and he seemed to realize something.

His mind echoed with everything he had been through all these years.

Hypnos' plan to plunge humanity into eternal sleep.

The invasion of demons, the invasion of dragons, and the resurrection of the gods

He thinks that all this is arranged by the old man.

But as the old man's words fell, Char's body was also enveloped by an inexplicable chill, and his pupils contracted slightly.

"You didn't arrange all this?"

The old man's eyelids closed, "I'm already dead, and you have taken over from me as fate, how can I continue to fight against you?" ”

There was a deep smile on the old man's face.

"I test you, there are many ways to do this, such as letting aliens invade this world.

But why do we have to revive the world?

It was my decision for the gods to go to eternal sleep.

Why should I change the decisions I made in the past? ”

After a pause, the old man continued.

"Human beings were born in the smallest of things, and so is civilization.

I believe that only on that kind of earth can a powerful civilization be born.

The gods have done everything they need to do. ”

Char stared at the old man.

Jehovah said that he heard a voice that caused him to loosen the blockade of hell, and that the revival of the world was all due to the chain reaction of the lifting of the blockade of hell.

He is already one of the closest beings to the "origin".

But to Him, that voice was still "unknown." ”

The old man's eyelids closed, "If I want to revive the world, do I need to go through Him?" ”

Char's expression didn't change, but he didn't say anything more, and his eyes glowed with an unknown light.

But the old man's words continued.

"The existence of the "unknown" for the being closest to the "origin"

"Nature is the origin itself." Char took over.

The old man smiled, "You're smart. ”

"What's that?" Char continued to ask.

"Mystery. Actually, it's a mystery. The old man continued, "Who is the one who most wants to revive the world?" ”

Char seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes burst into essence.

"The world itself."

"I call Him Gaia." The old man said, "Of course he is not the Gaia of Olympus, the name Gaia means "earth" in Greek. ”

The old man continued, "He was created by me so that He could create the gods, and all the gods are almost all tentacles of His power. ”

He raised his head and looked at Char, "I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain." Your clairvoyance can see everything in the world, but the world itself is your blind spot. ”

"What was His purpose in kidnapping Alicia?" Char said.

The old man continued to put a piece of wood in the fire in front of him.

Jehovah has become the collective consciousness of mankind in the West.

In the distant future, He will eventually merge with Eastern civilization to form a true collective of human consciousness.

That would be an "origin".

For the collective of human consciousness, the continuation of humanity is the only thing it needs to consider.

And for the world."

"The continuation of the world is the only thing He needs to think about." Char took over.

There was a glimmer in his eyes.

"Magical creatures draw on the magic of the world.

Humanity draws on the world's resources.

Whether it is a magical creature or a human being, they are born by parasitizing this world and absorbing the blood of the world.

In the end, it will become a "possibility" that endangers the world.

The best way to do this is to destroy all living things on the ground. ”

Char raised his head sharply and looked at the old man.

"However, this also endangers the operation of fate, so I will definitely take action.

The Three Goddesses of Fate have a part of my powers.

His purpose is to take away their power to confront me. ”

"The remains of the three goddesses of fate, did you put them in Olympus?" Char continued to ask.

The old man picked up the teacup placed next to the hearth in front of him without hurrying, and gently blew the smoke wafting on it, he took a sip and continued.

"I said, I'm dead" (end of chapter)