Destiny of The Endless did not have an emotion called helplessness.
But if he had possessed such an emotion, he would surely have felt helpless at this moment.
His garden had gone unvisited for years. He bore the weight of his pages, which were firmly locked to him by iron chains.
Mortals believed he was the one who established the rules, but he was merely a recorder. He could not even show others what he had recorded before events actually happened...
Destiny lowered his head. On the pages, he saw what Death had said to him. When he raised his head, the events described on the pages were happening right before his eyes.
"I should have performed my duty after the matter was over, but in fact..."
"Sigh, mortals always add so many complicated twists to my duties."
Destiny glanced down at his Book of Destiny. The Destiny drawn in the book lowered his head in sync with him.
He turned the page in his hands. On the next page, he saw himself, and the figure in the book spoke at the same time as he did:
"All right. What exactly is this complicated twist?"
Death Maiden said, "According to convention, I should have received a large group of characters. They were all due to die. Based on my estimation, their time of death should be around now."
It was worth noting that although Death had said "estimation,"
Death Maiden did not decide the time of death for any living being.
Living beings decided their own time of death. But now, a situation Death had never encountered before had appeared before her:
"Those living beings chose death, but did not die."
That sounded somewhat absurd, practically equivalent to a logical paradox such as, "I ate a peach, but I didn't