Sothos Castle.
"Though the sun has fallen, the wars among the many Fate-Ruling Gods have only just begun..."
Aaron woke and sighed.
The symbols of so many suns, along with the terrifying beings born from death, had muddied the waters of the dream world all at once.
To grow stronger, to vie for certain symbols and authorities, the world was bound to descend into chaos.
"I have to prepare as soon as possible and have my followers offer up that little fragment... Otherwise, it wouldn't be much fun if I attracted Unmelting Ice."
"Besides, though the many Fate-Ruling Gods' attempts to control fate were thwarted, their erosion of the world has not weakened. If anything, it has grown stronger... This divine war has nearly destroyed the very foundations of the world's existence..."
At that thought, Aaron took out a notebook and wrote in Chinese:
[The dream world has borne a mysterious fruit, but it is on the verge of collapse...]
[I still cannot permanently retain supernatural abilities in the real world...]
[I have a theory. Since spirituality dissipates in reality, what if reality became like the dream world? Would that solve the problem?]
[The dream world is a beautiful fruit. What would happen if it were grafted onto and fused with the real world?]
[Perhaps that would fulfill the wish I've held for so long.]
After writing the final stroke, Aaron sighed and shook the bell.
The person who came in was not a maid, but Ginny.
Seeing her, he smiled at once. "You're just in time. I'm planning to hold the succession ceremony in three days. You've always been clever, and I'm sure you can handle everything well."
"Brother Aaron... Don't go!"
Ginny's eyes were red and swollen. She had lost count of how many times she'd cried.