Just like every time before.
He stood with his hands behind his back.
Waiting for Lynn's challenge.
If Lynn could wound him within three moves, he would give him the Feather Pen.
Give him fate...
In that instant, Lynn did not hesitate. He struck.
It was as though some things had long since become an unspoken understanding, as though one could never understand what attachments remained for a being who had lived through countless cycles of reincarnation and seen through everything in the world.
Or perhaps he simply saw in Lynn the naive version of himself who had first set foot on this land.
They came from Earth.
From that distant homeland that could now exist only in memory, forever beyond their reach.
Boom-
Lynn summoned all his power, holding nothing back. Firstborn power transformed into countless trillions of invisible laws, which wove a dense web that enveloped the entire space.
He unleashed his full strength, drawing on the power of everything in this space and time to challenge that figure.
Space expanded with a rumble beneath their feet.
The dancing laws transformed this modest area into a seemingly endless void.
But Lynn immediately encountered the same problem he had faced in his challenge two years ago.
Even after using the full spectrum of laws and stirring up their tides, he still could not breach that single meter before the man, just as before.
It was as though...
That distance, which should have taken only a single step to cross, still spanned an infinite cosmos.
Compared to two years ago...
The distance between them had not shrunk at all.
But why was this happening?
What difference still existed between the powers they controlled?
*Both wielded firstborn power, both possessed nearly the full spectrum of laws. Even if a being like