"Why had the Goddess of Fate set her sights on me?"
After a pause, he asked, "What about the Evernight Goddess? She has authority over Fate, too, doesn't she?"
Adam shook his head slightly. "Catastrophe isn't simply bad luck. It also includes disasters, and, judging by the results, disasters are even more central to it."
"On the level of Fate, catastrophe doesn't carry enough weight, nor is it comprehensive enough."
"Anything capable of influencing Fate must possess authority over Fate as well. In that regard, our world is at a disadvantage."
"As for why the Goddess of Fate sought you out, you already know from the Seven Lights of the Spirit World."
Cyril asked, "Because on the level of Fate, I'm an outsider who doesn't conform to this world's rules or the Fate that's been woven?"
Adam nodded slightly. "That's how the Circle of Inevitability and the Weaver of Fate see it."
"But part of Fate is chaotic and uncertain. To it, you're the best embodiment of Fate's uncertainty."
"No wonder I drew the Wheel of Fortune back then..."
Cyril suddenly felt as if he'd understood everything. He hurriedly looked toward Adam, wanting to ask more, but Adam's figure had already begun to fade.
In the blink of an eye, Adam and the vast, magnificent Bone Church disappeared before him, leaving only a fading whisper in the air:
"Fate is fickle, but it's also something everyone must accept."
...Something everyone must accept. Was that telling me to give up on running away?
As his thoughts swirled, he heard Owen's hazy, still-sleepy voice beside him:
"I think I had a not-so-pleasant dream, but it also felt like a good one."
"By the way, when did the Full Moon end tonight? Why didn't you wake me?"
"You seemed to be sleeping pretty