Those people are fated to be with me.
What kind of fate, I had no idea.
That was Nuwa's truest thought at that very moment.
Many years ago.
The instant she saw those people, something deep within her had stirred for no apparent reason.
It was the strange feeling of seeing something that should never have appeared here suddenly show up before her eyes.
A feeling she could not understand, nor find any reason for.
To put it plainly.
It was probably like having always had a vague idea, yet not having sorted out her thoughts enough to explain its contents or principles, only for the finished product to suddenly be displayed openly right before her.
It was a somewhat complicated feeling...
Like Edison before he invented the light bulb: he had only just conceived a vaguely related idea, then turned around to find that light bulbs had suddenly become commonplace in every household.
His heart would have been filled with shock, along with a trace of helplessness...
Thus, Nuwa's emotions were naturally quite complicated right now.
Even though she still did not know that those humans should originally have been her Foundation of Dao.
As a Great Divine Ability User, however, her instinctive power of premonition had already filled her with sorrow...
In this regard.
It was not as though anyone had specifically targeted her.
She had simply been unlucky enough to run into someone like Orsaga, who recklessly meddled with everything.
Even things like Mechanical Life had emerged and claimed territory, so humans—who should not yet have existed—were hardly worth mentioning...
In fact.
He had long since arranged for the players to use certain even stranger races as selectable Race Templates.
Compared to truly monstrous beings or freaks.
So-called humans.
Were practically model children...
In truth, it would