When Minato asked why he had chosen him, Rule fell silent. In the end, he answered, "You can think of it as fate. I am the Space Rule, and your spatial talent is decent enough. True, I didn't have to choose you. Your spatial talent is very good, but it isn't the best I've ever seen. I could wait for someone with better spatial talent to inherit my legacy, but I have no time left."
Minato frowned. "What do you mean, no time left?"
"Exactly what I said," Rule replied. "I am a rule, so I can sense it: the Great Thousand Worlds are about to undergo a tremendous change. Before that upheaval comes, I must complete the final step in becoming a living being. I can no longer exist as a rule, because when the time comes, all rules will be broken. I'm not confident I can survive that upheaval, so I must take that final step as soon as possible."
Rule's voice was filled with helplessness and despair. Although he had developed emotions and intelligence, he was still fundamentally a rule. He had sensed that all rules would be broken in the near future, so unless he completed his transformation, he would be broken along with them.
Minato heard the helplessness in his voice, but had no idea how to comfort him. All he could say was, "All right, I'm willing to accept your legacy. But what exactly do I need to do?"
Rule was momentarily stunned by how readily Minato agreed. Only a moment ago, Minato had been intent on leaving as quickly as possible. There could be only one reason for his sudden agreement. Gratefully, Rule said, "Thank you. Don't worry, this won't take too much of your time. Just stand in the center of the