Prophecy of Destruction

"Revolver!"

Aster Phoenix shouted angrily.

In truth, he had no particular grudge against this Revolver. But the whole series of ordeals had already pushed his patience to its limit. Now that the main target had finally appeared, the rage filling his chest seemed to have finally found an outlet, and he naturally roared in fury.

But Revolver merely stood high above the maze, looking down at him. Though most of his face was covered by a dark mask, Aster somehow felt that an amused smirk hid behind it.

"Dreadmaster!"

Aster shouted, and Dreadmaster had already leaped into action. The Destiny HERO threw a punch. Revolver remained standing above, neither dodging nor evading. The explosive blow sent the hem of his trench coat flying, yet he remained completely unmoved.

But when that punch passed through him, the figure blurred transparently and vanished, as though he had been nothing but a mirage from the very beginning.

Aster was startled. Only then did he realize that the illusion from earlier had disturbed his thoughts, leaving him somewhat agitated. That attack had been too rash.

He suddenly turned around and saw that a door had appeared at some unknown point in the wall of the seemingly endless looping maze behind him.

He hesitated for a moment, but in the end could not resist reaching out and pushing the door open. The door creaked as it swung open, and Aster slowly stepped through. His view suddenly opened up once more.

The scene had changed again, bringing him back outdoors. Rain still poured down as it had in the Graveyard before, while lightning twisted through the woods like enraged dragons.

He had become the child he had been years ago, gripping a large umbrella with both hands. The rain fell in sheets, and the storm was