But he had a third choice.
Aaron hadn't forgotten that in the dream, there had been another being he had yet to meet—a thicker white serpent.
Alice had mentioned that third option when she first forced him to choose.
To Aaron, though, it had seemed pointless. From the sound of it, only one of the three could survive.
Only one could survive...?
Aaron suddenly realized what that meant. Despite trying to suppress it, he showed a flicker of excitement for the first time in ages. Expectation crept into his voice as he asked:
"I remember there was a third being like you in that dream.
"If your struggle with Will Auceptin causes too much commotion, aren't you worried that being will notice?"
Alice's brow twitched. She frowned at Aaron and suddenly felt she understood Will Auceptin's thinking a little better.
At least Aaron and Will shared one goal: neither wanted them to fight.
He's warning me that with Ouroboros lurking behind the scenes, if Will and I fight to the death, we'll only leave ourselves battered and vulnerable...
Alice gave a derisive chuckle. She suddenly knew what to do, because she possessed a piece of information Will Auceptin didn't: Fate had sent that so-called opportunity for deification to all three of them!
She couldn't even be bothered to make up a new dream for us... Alice muttered inwardly. Then she looked at Aaron, who seemed puzzled by her laughter, and studied him with a smile.
She needed to tell Ouroboros about this. But she couldn't go herself. It was strange, but...
"Even if I started pouring potions down your throat now, you probably still couldn't defy Will Auceptin..." Alice murmured.
Aaron tried to understand what she intended. Looking at her, he asked:
"Is there something you need me to do?"