Lynn's eyes were steady, and the frantic pounding in his chest slowly settled.
His gamble had paid off.
Even without wielding the Firstborn's immense power, he could tame this force.
Because he was a fragment of the soul that the Violet Great Lord had once set free, and the Violet Great Lord himself had been one incarnation of that God King. As a fragment of their souls, he absolutely possessed some authority over a rule like reincarnation, because he had always been its eternal master.
"If that's the case..."
Lynn consciously began to direct the power of reincarnation surrounding Black String Moon.
He made that cycle of reversed life and death gradually slow down.
But he soon felt the tremendous resistance.
Although reincarnation partly recognized him, he was neither the Violet Great Lord nor the Ancient God King, after all. His control over this power could only advance with agonizing difficulty.
Yet his gaze remained resolute.
Then, little by little.
He infused it with his Firstborn Power, bit by bit, using it to help him control this force.
"It's working!"
Madam Doll and the others snapped out of their daze. To their astonishment, they immediately saw the cycle of life and death surrounding Black String Moon, whose eyes remained tightly shut, begin to slow, gradually settling and easing toward the side of "life."
Their hearts surged with emotion.
"He can actually... control rules..."
One of her daughters watched, murmuring.
This was not a matter of strength. His own power was nowhere near that level.
It was his standing.
It was as though he had been born with an innate command over that kind of rule.
Just as the Fate God could wield the power of fate's rules no matter how far she had fallen, just as those ancient gods, even