"Yes, you are very clever."
"If one truly achieves omniscience and omnipotence, knowing everything from the ancient past to the distant future, with nothing unknown in the universe, then life and death would truly become meaningless and indistinct, wouldn't they?"
"That makes sense, as the saying goes, 'Great wisdom seems foolish.'
"You must have heard Sauron say that."
"Yes, it's a concise summary."
"Please continue your notes, sir, I won't disturb you."
"Wish you a pleasant life."
Edmund's silhouette gradually faded away.
The River of Time also vanished without a trace.
As a conceptual existence, it never had a shape.
It is only the poetry and fantasies of myriad beings that bestow upon it the beautiful shape of a galaxy.
Among the waves, the Time Castle returns to a page of history.
Within the castle, the scratching sound of a pen on paper seems to be heard.
From the smallest insect to the True God, the myriad beings of the universe.
