Devouring Offspring's Choice

"Lord of Ashes. You finally came."

Harmonic Leaptone's forty layers of harmonics all cut off the instant she heard that voice. Not because she had been attacked, but because the information contained within that voice was too vast, overloading her harmonic system.

A crack appeared in Myriad Faces' final mirror—not from physical impact, but because the figure reflected within it made it "doubt" its own existence.

All three thousand six hundred weavers of the Chromaglass Civilization covered their eyes at once. Not from pain, but from chromatic chaos—the figure had no color, yet it was the source of all colors while also being the existence that denied all colors. The contradiction sent the weavers' Definition System into an infinite loop.

Only Lin Ye stood there, his multicolored pupils calmly fixed upon that figure.

"Foreknower," he said. There was no fear or anger in his voice, only an utterly calm "confirmation."

Countless faces on Foreknower's face of light smiled at once.

"Aren't you going to ask who I am?"

"There was no need," Lin Ye said. "I knew who you were."

He raised a hand, and the smallest star on his cloak—the one belonging to the previous era's Tuner—lit up.

The star projected a memory: the previous era's Tuner stood at the center of the Web of Definitions, creating the Nullifier. But during the process, a fissure suddenly split open across his body, and a light of "doubt" escaped through it, vanishing into the depths of the Definition Sea.

The final frame of that memory showed the previous era's Tuner saying, "I should not have doubted myself. But now, it is too late."

Foreknower's smile froze.

Lin Ye lowered his hand, his multicolored pupils staring directly at Foreknower.

"You are the 'doubt' personality of the previous era's Tuner. After escaping, you