The starlight transformed into a small boat, carrying Su Lun downstream along the river of time.
Then, returned to reality.
Having witnessed the smooth return of the black-haired girl, Shiayar then turned his gaze towards his side.
This was the convergence point of countless moments.
And also, it was a place that only those who reached a certain threshold had the right to reach—the
location of the "Origin."
Or rather, the Land of Origin of all things.
And only here could Shiayar clearly explore the truth hidden behind the endless mist within himself.
"Tell me, what is it?"
Shiayar's words echoed in the Land of Origin, amidst the flowing river of time.
It was as if he was speaking to the void itself.
But in the next moment.
"Not a clone, not a pawn, nor something created as a vessel or container."
"You are me, indistinguishable from one another."
