On the outskirts of Green Forest City.
Masses of earth and stone writhed like living creatures, parting...
Aaron's eyes flickered.
This was where his tomb had once stood. Since he had come to the Third History this time, naturally the first thing he did was come dig up his grave.
The result was...
"There's nothing. Not even a trace that the tomb ever existed..."
Aaron's heart stirred. Even if the him of this world had awakened early and moved the tomb away, there should not have been no trace left behind at all!
"Does 'I' no longer exist in this world?"
"But Connie still remembers the fame and history of the 'Count of Green Forest'..."
Aaron frowned deeply and began to ponder bitterly.
Based on his knowledge of mysticism, he could only arrive at an ambiguous conclusion in the end. "The Spirit of Void possesses an extremely high existential status. It is 'unique across all histories,' endowed with singularity?! So... even if this world once had a projection of me, once I arrived in this world, the projection's worldline was automatically replaced by mine?"
"Only that can explain why Count of Green Forest exists in history, yet does not exist now..."
"But... this world still has Age Controllers, and the Age Controllers here are clearly not the same group as those of the main world. At the very least, 'Dawnbreak' isn't!"
If the Dawnbreak of the main world had been as powerful as the one in this history, she would never have been backstabbed by the Mother of Night.
"So... Age Controllers do not possess 'singularity'? Then what about the Fate Controllers?"
All sorts of questions surfaced, but Aaron did not know the answers either.
At present, he still knew far too little about this history.
Meanwhile, as the morning