The Origin of the Sacred Timeline

Ryan's gaze reached out, and the boy seated upon the Bronze Throne began to recede into ages long past.

The magical script code woven into Death's corpse seemed to have sensed a threat.

Its eyes opened.

They were different from the ones in the photograph within the necklace mechanism at the graveyard.

They were no longer black.

Instead, they were the same deep blue as the enormous head from before.

As their gazes met, a stream of information followed that eye contact into Ryan's mind.

The first thing to arrive was the truth about the Afterlife.

Its beauty and fairness unfolded before his eyes.

If it had been a moral wizard like Dumbledore, he would probably have abandoned any thought of opposing Death at this point.

What followed concerned Ryan, Death's opponent.

For the first time since crossing over, he saw his parents with his own eyes.

Records of George Smith and Lucia Smith's happy, peaceful lives in the Afterlife emerged bit by bit within Ryan's mind.

He could not help becoming immersed in them.

At this stage, most wizards would have surrendered.

Even the most selfish person had a weakness.

Death, who controlled the Afterlife and possessed the souls of everyone who had passed on from the entire world,

held everyone's weakness in Its grasp—the people they cared about.

Once they knew that It determined the living conditions of those they cared for, and treated them well,

it was truly difficult—and frightening—to harbor hostility toward Death.

But Ryan was different.

He knew that Death was a good person.

No matter what he did,

Death would never use his parents to threaten him.

So even as he received this information, he still had enough strength and determination left to maintain the time-reversal magic.

The last thing was an incomparably vast