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"Aren't you curious?" Kurumi asked.
Yuan merely smiled.
"I'm not actually a lifeform from this universe. Of course, I wasn't born in the Cosmic Sea either."
Yuan nodded. "I'd long suspected as much. I just didn't understand why the Origin Law of the Primordial Universe didn't target you, nor did it issue a warrant for you through the Ancestral God Cult."
"That's another matter. Knowing too much won't do you any good."
"Fine, I won't ask." Yuan answered decisively.
Kurumi could not see through Yuan Zu. She did not want anyone else to know about "Source," even if they had no means of extracting information from another plane. Something like "Source" was simply too dangerous; one could glimpse that from the Main God Space that had once spanned countless worlds.
"Did you know? Every person's actions throughout their life are recorded by some special consciousness, and by coincidence, I learned part of one such story."
"Oh?" At last, a trace of curiosity appeared on Yuan's face. "Like the novels, anime, and films published in the Virtual Universe, where everyone is bound by a script?"
"You could put it that way."
"Then who is the protagonist in our universe?"
Kurumi opened her other eye and smiled. "Unfortunately, it isn't you. I believe you'll find out before long."
"Enough of that. You'll understand some things once you enter the Origin later. Let's talk about me first. I was chased here by a force that spans countless worlds. Only the avatar I left in a small projection plane escaped disaster. What you see now is an avatar of my avatar."
"You mean your current true body is severely injured?" Yuan asked.
Kurumi's expression became a little strained. "For certain reasons, all the heavenly treasures