Alice blinked twice before recovering from the dazed feeling of her spirituality plummeting, then tried to move her body.
Mm, everything seemed normal...
She took small steps toward the sofa. After confirming that the figure on it was still sleeping peacefully, she threw herself onto another sofa and recalled the scenes she had seen during her advancement.
Through countless instances of peeping, she had confirmed that the River of Rippling Light was a manifestation of Fate, perhaps something that could be called the River of Fate.
Every advancement of the "Fate" pathway was likely a process of establishing or deepening one's connection with that illusory river.
There was nothing much to say about being drowned by the river water, nor about the suffocating sensation. What puzzled Alice were those thirteen scenes.
She could roughly guess that they might have been her experiences, most likely arranged in chronological order. If so, everything was simple—this all had to begin with the "Key of Light" that had fallen onto her.
Combining the fragments of memory, Alice could roughly reconstruct the course of events.
At the very beginning, there had been that ice cream cone that had accidentally rolled away. She had chased after it, only to somehow step into the River of Fate—it sounded ridiculous, but that was exactly how it had happened.
Even more ridiculous was that, judging by the situation, the "Key of Light" should have come looking for her on its own...
Judging from when "Huanhuan" had awakened, Alice estimated that she had only been six or seven years old then, perhaps even younger.
Next, that scene, that feeling... That should have been escape?
In a sense, she had broken free from the "Key of Light"?
Judging from the result, she had not completely escaped... Could Also Be that it