The Northern Emperor of the Second Timeline

"Why?" Minis asked involuntarily.

He had only just seen the hymns praising those young, hot-blooded heroic companions—the sages of an era who had thrown themselves fearlessly into the fray.

Now that he had returned, he was being told that those heroic companions who had once overthrown the Ancient God of Light might have sordid sides, dark aspects, and even the possibility of betrayal?

The two images felt like beautiful ideals and grim reality, so sharply divided that it was jarring.

"[The future] holds infinite possibilities!"

Atabia's voice was utterly calm. What he was painting for Minis was a bloody truth.

He lowered his head and looked toward the radiant River of Time, his face expressionless.

"After traveling through the future, will the enemies I face really be only the young heroes of the future whom I need to guard against?"

"They might also be these future Heavenly Venerable comrades!"

"A person's future may contain countless changes in personality."

"To put it more dramatically, in the future of some timeline, a certain Heavenly Venerable might suddenly be provoked by some event and begin harboring ulterior motives."

Hearing this, Minis thought of a timeline that had collapsed into ruin. "Are you saying that amid the future's infinite possibilities, we might face a saint who has turned evil in some future timeline?"

Minis was utterly numb!

It was simply too horrifying.

A saint who might turn evil in some timeline.

Just thinking about it was terrifying.

If a companion like that stabbed him in the back—

No wonder Atabia guarded even against his own people.

As the Time Ancient God, he knew precisely that [the future] held infinite possibilities. That was why he was so vigilant.

Only by preventing trouble before it arose could they avoid disaster.

"It is possible, but the chances