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The prophecy of "Resurrection of Gods or Twilight" also made the future situation all the more dire.

Sometimes, even if you wanted to stay on the sidelines, you would be forced into it.

When he had still been weak, when his enemies had still been weak, he could comfortably say, "If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up," even if that tall person was his beloved mother.

But once he had grown strong and his enemies had become a threat, he had long since swallowed those words.

People were selfish.

What did not concern them, they kept at arm's length.

But what if it did concern them?

As a Valkyrie, once chaos descended, Alvitr would surely charge at the forefront.

He could not shrink back behind her.

White steam blurred his vision, and Dark found his thoughts beginning to wander again.

He hurriedly focused his attention on the "Flower Card."

As Pandora Doragon's image appeared on the "Flower Card," the hearts above it lit up one by one.

Until all seven were lit.

"Had I unconsciously come to care about her this much?"

"But what kind of feelings did I actually have for her?"

"Was it merely because she was pretty?"

"Perhaps that was how it started."

Most humans were creatures drawn to appearances, and Dark did not deny that he was one of them.

"Perhaps I should look at some other people for comparison."

With that thought, he turned his mind again and had the "Flower Card" display the appearances of the others one by one.

First was Diana, who had gradually begun to press closer and closer to him.

Of course Dark could tell how Diana felt. He simply believed that, mentally, Diana was still too young—someone to be cared for, rather than a