Uneasy!

Coordinate Space.

The environment here remained as it always had: white sand covering the ground, a dazzling galaxy of stars, and the enormous luminous tree known as the "Paths."

A little girl in filthy white clothes, wearing a white headscarf over her short blonde hair, was crouching on the ground, molding something out of the grains of sand.

Beside her stood piles of dolls in all manner of shapes.

This was Ymir.

Her life seemed unchanged, as she continued creating these things every moment of every day.

But only she knew that her workload had become much lighter than before.

Because Eldians no longer needed to transform into Titans.

So she only had to serve the Eldians of the future.

"Hmm?"

Just then, Ymir abruptly raised her head and saw a long purple-black gash appear in the starry sky above.

When she saw Imu and Enma slowly descending from it, she immediately understood.

"So that's it. No wonder."

Her ability allowed her to see the past and future from the perspectives of every previous host of the Founding Titan—and those futures were certain to happen.

But she could not directly see anything that none of those previous hosts of the Founding Titan had seen.

For example, Imu and Enma coming to find her.

However, she could infer roughly what had happened through the various circumstances and changes in the future.

Now, her doubts had been answered.

"Have you come to kill me?"

Although she already knew the future, Ymir still looked at Imu expectantly. It was a form of self-consolation, even if it was only self-deception.

"Enough. Cut the nonsense!"

Imu waved a hand and asked coldly,

"I remember our agreement. You were to serve me and the World Government for one hundred years. Did you really think I had