As expected, the prophecy had been disrupted. Countless threads of fate were drawn to a powerful being. Countless possibilities were twisted into a single cord, making the future exceedingly difficult to see.
As expected, following threads of fate like these made it almost impossible to see the outcome. The prophecies were either indistinct or false.
With no other choice, Ovisus withdrew from her prophetic trance.
The instant she emerged, a flash of foresight erupted in Ovisus's mind. Throughout her prophecy, her thoughts on fate had been influenced by the powerful presence of the Child of Destiny beside her.
The whole time! Even while the Flames of Vengeance was moving at high speed, that influence had remained unchanged. Perhaps... she had mistaken the identity of the Child of Destiny...
Ovisus shook her head and entered her prophetic trance again, spending a long time observing the threads of fate.
Just as she thought... the Child of Destiny's distortion of fate was still there... and it had not changed in the slightest...
Through her psychic perception, she saw countless threads entwined around Hols... Hols was the true Child of Destiny. His actions and fate determined the course of destiny for every race in the universe...
Ovisus was stunned by her discovery. She dared not tell anyone else, discussing it only with Yriel.
"This... this is astonishing. A Child of Destiny, one powerful enough to change the fate of an entire race." Yriel was stunned as well. "In ages past, after the destruction of the Ork Empire, it was precisely because a Child of Destiny arose among our people that the Necrons weighed the costs and benefits, abandoned their plans to wage war against us for supremacy, and chose to slumber."
"And now, a new Child of Destiny has actually been born! This is