I am the First Lantern.
The First Lantern thought.
I didn't know who those people who had suddenly appeared to help me were, but I had already begun to suspect.
But none of that mattered. What mattered was that I had succeeded.
No matter how many times I had gone through it, I had finally succeeded.
I would soon fulfill my lifelong wish, saving history, which had long since collapsed. From the day I left home, I had wandered through the multiverse for far too long, and even after all that time, I had never...
Once given up on the journey home.
I am the First Lantern.
The Shadow Hordes thought.
This was my second attempt to restart the timeline. Unexpectedly, I hadn't set everything in motion at the moment of the Multiversal Convergence as planned, but now, through a twist of fate, I had still gathered enough to restore my homeland.
That was enough.
I had never given up on the journey home.
I am the First Lantern.
A member of the Third Army thought silently.
This was my 4,347th attempt to restart the timeline. Maybe it was the 4,348th. I had forgotten. Perhaps the one beside me was the 4,347th.
Or the 4,346th?
Whatever.
But I hadn't forgotten my goal.
Yet this time, things hadn't developed as I had expected. The conditions that should only have been fulfilled after the Multiversal Convergence officially occurred had somehow already been met.
Was I going to succeed?
After experiencing so much, after all of this...
Was I finally going to receive my reward?
I had never given up on the journey home.
I am the First Lantern.
Old Huo Rong thought.
This was my...
How many times had I come back?
I had forgotten.
I...
I had really