A line of silver words hesitantly emerged on the surface of the full-length mirror:
"...Was that really the Creator's shadow?"
"Has the Original Creator awakened within you?!"
Behind the words that appeared in succession, Cyril could almost see a terrified little figure shrinking back again and again.
Soon, ripples of watery light spread across the mirror, and new words emerged:
"My deepest apologies, exalted existence. I cannot offer any answer that would resolve this problem. It is already beyond what I can see."
"If, if you insist on a practical solution, perhaps you could seek help from the 'Lord of Sleep and Silence' and the ruler of the Mind World?"
"They might be able to alleviate your condition."
Cyril raised his eyebrows slightly. Arrodes can see more than I expected. Pallez and Bernadette could only vaguely sense the danger within me, but this mirror could actually tell that it involved the Original Creator.
It can even see the Die of Probability's projection on the level of fate, as well as my own personal traits.
After a pause, he gathered his thoughts and chuckled:
"There's no need to resolve it, because the Oldest One hasn't awakened within me. Rather, I sealed the Oldest One in the Mirror inside myself." "Of course, it was the Mirrored Original Creator who hadn't truly taken form."
Layers of watery light rippled across the full-length mirror, but not a single word appeared for quite some time.
After waiting a while and seeing that Arrodes still seemed to have crashed, Cyril asked directly:
"I want to know what information from the Astral World is projected into the Spirit World, and what dangerous scenes arise from it."
The hazy, watery light rippled across the mirror, and bright silver words glittering with starlight emerged:
"This question is very simple."