But then again...
Had Afros really committed such heinous crimes that he had to be cast into eternity, never to escape?
At the time, he had already been a dual Envoy. Imprisoning him meant simultaneously challenging Birth and Filth and Decay—one the source of life that cared for nothing but his beloved children, the other the mysterious and unknowable head of Sinking, whom all the gods kept at a respectful distance.
How much courage had Time needed to face two gods at once?
Even if Filth and Decay never appeared and never refused, Birth had no objection either?
Cheng Shi furrowed his brows slightly. He felt that there was more to Afros's imprisonment than he had imagined.
Besides, it made sense that the Dreamless Mirror had inherited pure memory power. But the unmistakable scent of Filth and Decay in My Nightmare, Your Dream—could it really have come solely from the desires in the hearts of the ancient Mirror Walkers?
Even if their desires had been controlled by Filth and Decay, they had not turned to Filth and Decay. They still held faith in their hearts. Could that twisted faith... really have "corrupted" a Discarded Divine Artifact to this extent?
It seemed he would have to obtain My Nightmare, Your Dream before he could properly investigate what other wonders were hidden within the mirror—and whether the Nightmare Dragon King he had guessed at was truly plotting something.
After recounting Afros's past in one breath, he regained his composure. His earlier fury had merely been an emotional outburst brought on by his memories. After enduring countless cycles of time in Dolgo D, he had long since grown accustomed to them.
He put his clothes back on, changed into a male form, and slowly walked to Cheng Shi's side. With great interest, he