And that meant...
Around six thousand years ago, the Raven who had appeared in the Old Gods Era was still alive. And, just as Lynn had suspected, he was the one who had raised the Flesh Dominator.
Lynn's gaze flickered.
But why?
Was it simply guilt toward those Old Gods? Atonement for deceiving them back then, for their defeat in that war?
But if he knew Lynn was watching, knew that six thousand years later, in the present, Lynn would kill the Flesh Dominator, then why hadn't he appeared?!
And there was another, even more important question.
Was the Raven who had appeared six thousand years ago actually the one Lynn had now devoured?
There was also a possibility Lynn absolutely did not want to consider.
Was he me?
Raven could have exactly the same face as him and wield the same firstborn power, but Zuo Zuo was his alone-the only little hand in this world he could bang. That left him bewildered and suspicious.
Because if he could use Remnants of the Past to see into the past countless years ago...
Didn't that mean...
That once certain conditions were met, you could return to the past as well?!
But that was too absurd.
Lynn's gaze flickered.
He watched the father and son reunite, watched the savage Flesh Dominator become as obedient and humble as a child before that White Hair Person. That irrepressible joy convinced Lynn that the Flesh Dominator's feelings toward him were genuine.
And after this meeting, they never met again for the next six thousand years.
At that moment, an absurd possibility even occurred to Lynn.
For the thousands of years that followed, the Flesh Dominator's true form had spent almost all his time holed up here, becoming increasingly reclusive. Was that because he had been