Lynn's voice held no trace of emotion, as though he were calmly telling a story.
"I'm their biggest target."
"If they want to kill me, there's nowhere I can go."
The azure figure said, "But you didn't come away empty-handed, did you?"
Lynn lowered his head, his palm reflected in his eyes. He gently clenched his hand and said:
"Yes. I mastered the power of the Trinity. I brought Firstborn power to a further ascension, and the insights I gained between life and death made me stronger than I've ever been."
In fact, the growth he had achieved during his journey of less than a year in the Main Universe far exceeded the sum of all his years in Hell.
But what had it cost?
"The price was losing Zuo Zuo and Colossus, losing Dreamweaver and Aivier."
He turned, his gaze flickering as he looked at the azure figure.
"And everything I cherish that I'm about to lose."
The figure said:
"But you still have a chance to undo it."
"If the entire Dream vanishes like a bubble, everything you cherish will disappear with it. That is our greatest common ground, and the goal we must both fight for."
She spoke as she paced.
"It seems you've already been to the end of time, haven't you?"
Lynn remained silent. Once again, the Isolated Island surfaced in his mind, along with the nightmares frozen across the sky and that broken figure.
He clenched his fists.
The azure girl glanced sideways at him, his face reflected in her eyes, and said:
"That is the truth of everything, and the history that had already happened. His appearance was an accident, but without him, this world would only have reached Finality sooner. And you, as you are at this very moment, are the past