His account gradually faded away.
That was also the last glimmer of consciousness he had left on that massive rock.
"I was the one who pushed this world toward its apocalypse, little by little."
Lynn opened his eyes and stood there in a daze, speechless for a moment.
Beneath his feet.
Divine Spark fragments littered the ground.
For a long time, he struggled to digest what he had learned. It felt absurd, yet the fate and experiences recounted by that voice were so real, as though they were the course of his own fate in another space-time.
At that moment, he could no longer tell whether this world was real or false.
Breathing hard, Lynn stepped back several paces to collect himself, his gaze intense.
"Was that this world's version of me?"
A version of me who became a Firstborn.
A...
Wrong path?
And it seemed that after leaving this history behind, he had extracted every Divine Spark from his body and shattered them here, then dragged his ruined body back to Blue Star and built that tomb.
He left that place.
Wandering through the vast void of the Main Universe, he raised his head, confusion in his eyes.
For a long time.
He had no idea what to say. Especially after witnessing those experiences, his mind remained tangled for ages.
If this place was real.
Then what did that make it?
Another parallel timeline? A course that had gone wrong?
He had discussed the possibility of becoming a Firstborn with Aivier before, and they had concluded that there could never be a second Firstborn in this world. Yet the version of him in this world seemed to have succeeded. But Aivier had not been wrong, either. This world would not have two Firstborn.
"When I became a