"Indeed." Watching the councilors who brushed past him to head to the assembly, Anaxa said in a deep voice:
"The demigod who bears the core flame will become the new Titan at the ends of the world..."
"Do you remember what we witnessed on the sacred mountain?"
"Calypso, Gnaeus... at the ends of those heroes' fates, they departed one after another, leaving only the alternating twins of [Death]."
"Pity, even though their journey is extremely similar to ours, and with you and Calypso, Nikadori and Gnaeus testifying from the sidelines, it can only outline a blueprint for the conjecture of [Reincarnation]."
Anaxa furrowed his brow slightly.
"Though I went to great trouble to reach this step, I originally held no expectations of proving it."
"After all, the past is already the past; wanting to prove that we are the inheritance of the heroes of yore is no different from idle daydreams..."
"Until... we met that young girl named Polysia and her older sister."
Pulling out a pocket watch to check the time, Anaxa's purple-tinged expression remained calm.
"Castorice—if she truly is a living being sent by the Titan from the past to the present out of selfish motives—"
"Then, taking Styxia as the node, having personally walked through two reincarnations, she will surely become the bond connecting everything."
"If the twins of [Death] can cross two lifetimes and reunite by the nether sea—my conjecture will no longer be mere empty talk, and your question can also be answered."
"That sounds lovely." Cthulhu smiled.
"Yet, why canst thou be so certain?"
"If this conjecture goes awry, will not that girl return disappointed?"
"Hmph, what of it if it's wrong?" Anaxa said dismissively:
"As a scholar, the most important quality is precisely rashness without hesitation."
"If one is forever cautious and meticulous,