Original Sin

At the edge of the Underworld, which was also the edge of the material world.

Everything perceptible to mortals vanished within a small area. Half wary and half curious, Clotho cautiously took a small step outward.

In theory, such an action should have been forbidden.

Just as the God King's power weakened the farther he moved from the world itself, the laws silently reminded these special beings not to casually venture somewhere beyond their reach.

Thus, the Goddess of Fate was already prepared to fail. After all, in a certain sense, she, who could not be changed, was more restricted than the God King, who had changed bodies several times.

Yet she took several steps, as naturally as if she were walking on the earth.

Not only did the expected backlash fail to come, she herself even felt much more relaxed.

The pressure of Fate had lessened—or rather, there was now a layer between them.

Clotho turned around in surprise and looked at the interwoven darkness and night behind her.

Although she had no proof, instinct told her that being able to leave the world so easily must have something to do with one of the two.

After all, within the Khaos world, even concealment in the domain of time could not hide the influence of the power of Fate. Only a Primordial God might possibly be an exception.

This was not due to a disparity in power, but to certain unique authorities that might or might not exist.

Just as the Abyss and the Earth Mother had displayed their special natures over the countless years, Nyx's three aspects were equally extraordinary.

Even Clotho knew little about these things.

"Huh?"

"Why is this happening...? So does that mean I'm free now?"

Clotho asked in a soft voice, somewhat delighted.

"You