The supreme, omniscient, omnipotent Fate revealed another side of itself before all living beings. It was not an absolutely rational enforcer of rules, but a vast monster too terrifying to describe.
Dead regrets crawled all over its body. Countless Fate Threads resembled slime seeping from a fish's belly. Black fog billowed in and out, and despair spread with every breath it took.
Vow power turned against it. Within everything predestined and inevitable, rotting seeds took root and sprouted.
Faith collapsed. The golden chains that symbolized order twisted and mutated, growing segmented human hands and blooming with grotesque flowers.
Spanning past and future, crossing the Endless Mortal Worlds and the Deep World, after countless fresh starts and sacrifices, all living beings seized that sliver of hope amid the impossible. Time stood on their side. Illusion blurred the reality Fate had drawn, until it finally dissolved into nothingness.
With those two black patches as its weakest points, cracks spread wildly across the Fate Giant Tree's bark. At the same time, this realm shattered like an eggshell. Dragon Qi surged from the earth veins, Heaven gathered Fortune, and real starlight shone upon the mortal world.
Using the soul body fragments of the fate-less person, the will of destiny gradually seized every fate thread with the cooperation of all things and all living beings. That transparent will was almost spent. Destiny was boundless water, long since killed by Fate, and the lucidity within the Black Box dwindled with every use. Unless Fate was utterly destroyed, sooner or later it would give rise to a new consciousness and spirit essence.
The will of destiny, which had temporarily taken Fate's place, understood this perfectly. After seizing every fate thread, it had no intention of continuing to control all living beings, nor had it considered gathering their