And blood represented ill omens.
Lynn adjusted his Monocle with a claw as he pondered, then said:
"But who could actually kill me? The Flesh Dominator? The Seven Gods? Or that giant eyeball in the Vision Realm? Besides, I think I've got plenty of ways to stay alive now. If something really happens, I can just hide in my space and never come out for the rest of my life. As long as I buy some time, I'm sure you guys can get me out of it."
Because if he was talking about threats...
Then that being in the Vision Realm seemed to be the only one.
After all, he was the only being who required the Feather Pen to personally back Lynn up. Could that ominous disaster be warning them that the being in the Vision Realm might turn against them and intervene directly??
That possibility couldn't be ruled out.
Because even if he was still barely maintaining a neutral stance, he was definitely on the Flesh Dominator's side emotionally.
[No, Lynn. Sometimes, what we call calamity doesn't just mean death.]
The Feather Pen wrote in front of him.
[Like a major upheaval in your life, like something that completely changes your entire existence in an instant. Many, many things can be called calamities. In the realm of fate, even death is actually a minor thing, because death means an end, and sometimes an end is a luxury.]
Like the fall of the Gods.
Like the Flesh Dominator's unfulfilled yearning.
They hadn't died.
But the course of their fates was more painful than death.
Lynn grinned, revealing his neat, gleaming teeth, and said:
"Got it, got it! I'll definitely keep an eye out over the next little while. If something really happens, I'll run faster than anyone. Besides, I've