Eternity and Transience

Jialan's radiance gathered in Su Youzi's hands, then she clenched it tightly.

As she met the Origin Witch's gaze, Su Youzi's voice grew firmer.

A thousand years ago—

When the Origin Witch anchored humanity's fate and future to the world with "Eternity," she had already foreseen the future in which she would lose control.

And so... even then, she had already prepared herself to welcome the "end."

The powerful Grace would grant Su Youzi the qualifications to face her while—

Also rapidly weakening itself, giving Su Youzi and the others a slim chance of defeating her.

To be honest... Su Youzi did not like that kind of "history."

That kind of "past."

Because it meant so-called "fatalism."

Yesterday, today, and tomorrow in "history" were nothing more than page numbers that could be turned.

Perhaps what she ate that morning could still be changed.

But what could not be changed... was the present in which Su Youzi was destined to face the Origin Witch here—

And... the final outcome.

Su Youzi hated "fatalism."

She hated that thing called "fate"—the feeling that everything had been arranged by "destiny," and that her life was nothing more than a despicable script, a hastily written novel...

The Pope held Su Youzi and watched the radiance blooming in her hands.

The Pope also possessed the rule that had once belonged to the Origin Witch—"Death." Thus, she could clearly sense that this was the power belonging to another throne.

If nothing went wrong—

It should be the power of Kujo Iruka, who belonged to the land of the Far East and was known as the "Abyss of Eternal Smile."

Perched upon the Spear of Eternity, the Origin Witch looked down at Su Youzi.

Her eyes held the indifference and contempt of a god looking down upon weeds