"Who says that."
To the words of the mad scholar, the knight replied with the simplest answer: "Isn’t my soul enough?"
Hearing this, the scholar raised his head in so confusion: [Your soul?]
[Aren’t you trying to build the road, reach the parallel universe, and create the world you desire?]
"No."
Raising his head, Ian looked at the now empty starry sky, murmuring to himself: "I only just realized, it’s all too late... the true secret behind Terra, all the truths hidden in the past, I missed it from the beginning."
"Walking on the wrong path, you’ll never get the right answers."
"So... I want to prove a question."
[What question]
The sealed soul’s nonexistent heart began to throb, and he suddenly realized that the person before him might be a madman even crazier than himself.
No, he was indeed crazier than himself—otherwise, he couldn’t stand at the end, interrogating him as the final "victor"!
"I want to prove that all the problems on Terra have a correct answer."
Said softly, the overlord who conquered the world calmly stated: "I want to prove that there is a perfect ending that can satisfy everyone."
"Even if there’s no road leading to this end, I will create such a road."
"So I found you, Road Builder Kerraith. Tell everything you know, and I will make it happen."
[...Okay!]
The entire soul trembled, quaked, and the sealed soul laughed wildly: [Co then, I will give you all of —whether it be the Silver Sky Gateway, the Path-building thod, the Eternal Path, or my very soul itself]
[You madman, if even you can’t succeed, it proves my path is aningless!]
The visions kept swirling.
Ti continued its retrospection.
Pure silence persisted in the void.
"Didn’t expect..."
The first to break the silence was Yisen Gard, the young man with blond hair bashfully smiled and said: "I actually looked pretty handso in the end? From this look, the power in and the Dark Key still have value..."
"Shut up."
And Ian lightly said: "After finally walking this path perfectly, do you want to repeat the reincarnation once again?"
"Besides... all this..."
At this mont, the prophet took a deep breath.
He gazed at the ring constructed by countless turquoise light spots before him, whispered to himself: "Indeed, was this all designed by myself?"
This is a net.
A net that surpasses Ian’s emotions and wisdom, designed by the will of ’Ian’ through countless reincarnations.
They designed every encounter, every separation, every opportunity and crisis, believing firmly they could resolve them.
How arrogant, how despicable!
Mother didn’t have to die from exhaustion originally, it was , the ’Ian’ who needed a brother to awaken the ’Retrospection Vision’, thus delaying the awakening of my mory, letting all this unfold!
Teacher Hiliad could also have not died so early, it was also , who showed the prophet’s talent, making the teacher who didn’t want to stay in Harrison Port stay here, fight the Natives and Weyges, and finally leave early, leaving the Silver Chip and the Unyielding Fortress’s inheritance to !
Even Weyges wasn’t an absolute enemy; at the right ti, he could be convinced, becoming a steadfast wall in my early growth and finally shed his last blood for my dream...
Arbitrarily kneading, destroying, and shaping their potential into the form I desired; turning all past and future conditions into a long road to a further destiny...
No wonder Kerraith eventually submitted to him, for compared with Ian, this most terrifying Road Builder, his evil was rely dust in the wind.
Ti after ti of reincarnation, traversing parallel universes repeatedly.
Only Ian walks this seemingly endless long road.
The endless cycle turns, every fragnt, every reincarnation, each ti abandoning his soul, crafting himself anew repeatedly.
[My original character was too dull, I need a more cheerful, more amiable personality]
[Too many mories of Earth, utterly unnecessary, erase most subjective mories, leave key knowledge and character-forming points, discard the rest]
[...If Weyges survives, I can’t gain Marquis Barton’s complete trust, and there will be trouble from the Imperial Capital...]
[I won’t say sorry. I can only promise you, before I walk to the end I desire, I will never stop]
[Forever]
So...
At this mont, Ian opened his arms to the infinite cycle, to the boundless versions of himself.
"It hurts, doesn’t it."
He said softly, the tone calm: "It’s lonely, isn’t it?"
"Walking on the wrong path, trying wrong for yourself, paving the way for the future... condensing the immortality in the ’Guiding Star’ that can freely communicate parallel universes with your soul... I say, why doesn’t the Guiding Star need path-building, it’s all because you have long burned your souls, smoothing all hardships for ."
Ian’s voice gradually deepened, then word by word, in the first language: "So, I will achieve it!"
"I will fulfill all your desires and hopes!"
[...Before you, many of ’us’ said the sa words]
Ring, the Guiding Star responded, it was not true speech, countless fragnts, a response assembled corresponding to vows: [We all failed]
"I believe. I am the last one."
Without the slightest hesitation, now, at this mont, the one and only Ian said without doubt: "Every Ian would believe so, just like I do now, even more than this!"
[We shall wait...]
’Ring’ gradually rotated, like a pupil, the eyes t each other, the response almost imperceptible: [We will wait infinitely and eternally...]
[So, now]
[The choice to start the ’reincarnation’ again now, or open the ’door handle’]
A door appeared before Ian.
This is the door to leave the Silver Sky Gateway, ending this retrospection.
Opening this door ans returning to the real world, facing the endless difficulties anew—if he feels he erred, felt sothing previously done was wrong, Ian can now activate the Guiding Star using the power of the Silver Sky Gateway, initiating a perfect reincarnation.
This is the temptation of ’better’. This is the path of ’perfection’.
This ti, there are still many regrets, left unfulfilled.
Next ti, he can do better, more perfectly.
However, Ian will open the door.
Opening this door, he will commit the worst deeds, as well as the kindest acts, no matter how many tis, endlessly taking action until reaching the end.
Because what he chases is not the most perfect path.
What he desires is a path that leads to the furthest distance.
"I won’t forget my original dream."
Hand grasping onto the door handle, in the void, the endless retrospection of light and shadow has already recapped all of ’The Initial Ian’s story, but it continues to trace back to more ancient, more primordial scenes.
That is...
Earth.
A child stands on the rooftop of an orphanage, curiously gazing up at the vast and starry sky.
Because of a certain yearning, because of a particular emotion, because all the aspirations, because all goals, shine above in that sky.
Therefore, the child reached out to the sky.
Just like apes on trees millions of years ago reaching out toward the sky.
This insatiable curiosity is the very beginning of everything.
Yes.
The world lost its future, the night sky lost its brilliance, civilization lost its age, and the boy gazing at the sky lost his stars.
Thus, the persistent and curious humans embarked on a journey.
He wants to find the answers behind all these questions.
He steps forward.
Therefore, this ti’s story, the story of the final reincarnation, begins its Chapter.
"I want to..."
To reach out and touch the stars.
Ian reached out and grasped, held onto his Guiding Star.
He opened the door.
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