"Perhaps you once approached, or even reached, the level of a True Deity."
"And you've probably retained some of its traits. That's why, whenever I think of using Eyes of Mystery Prying to observe you, my spirituality gives me a strong warning."
As she spoke, Bernadette studied Cyrin with her azure eyes. Only when he frowned in discomfort did she look away.
After a brief pause, she turned toward the window. A few stars flickered in a sky free of clouds and smog. Night was falling, driving the sun below the horizon.
Her voice grew somber. "Or perhaps something is hidden within you, some trait that would allow a being behind you to descend through you."
"That's why, on the battlefield divided by the Hand of Order, you faced more enemies alone than the three of us combined."
"A divine descent is no good thing. It would be best not to let matters reach that point."
Was that a probe and a warning?
Cyrin gathered his thoughts and nodded. "Did you foresee this?"
Bernadette nodded slightly, then shook her head. "It wasn't a prophecy. It was an intuitive revelation I received after advancing to Sage."
"When matters become impossible to salvage, something terrifying will descend through you and bring everything to an end."
"Descend through me? Bring everything to an end?" Cyrin murmured with a frown. He had no idea what she meant.
So Bernadette thinks I'm the incarnation of a God, or something close to one? Or perhaps a vessel prepared for a divine descent?
It makes some sense, but something feels off... Am I really that powerful?
After letting his thoughts wander, he looked at Bernadette. "Now that you're an Angel walking the earth, perhaps you could visit the Seven Lights in the Spirit World. They know many