Bzzz-
When Lynn descended upon that point in time again, he looked toward his past self in the rift, on the verge of completing this turning point in history.
A trace of grief showed in his eyes.
Zuo Zuo immediately understood what he intended to do. Her heart shook violently, and she trembled, yet no matter how hard she tried, she could not say a word.
"If the Old Gods War must fail for history to move toward the future we remember."
Lynn clenched his fists.
"Brain..."
Zuo Zuo trembled, unable to speak.
Lynn said nothing. His gaze remained fixed on that face as he walked toward him, step by step, through frozen time.
If this is destiny.
Bzzz-
The moment the time stop was lifted, Raven's pupils slowly dilated. The light in his eyes gradually faded, slowly replaced by another will.
And he slowly withdrew his outstretched hand.
The wind in the rift sounded like the wails of countless dead souls. Fierce gusts whipped the boy's hair as he stood there, still and silent. In the end, he went no further. He did not detonate the swarm of ravens spanning all of Hell.
Far away.
It was as though the cries and laments of battle banners drifted over.
As though those gods of old would never again receive an answer from the person they trusted, never hear him sound the horn to attack.
He sat on the ground, his head bowed, like dead ashes.
"Brain..."
Zuo Zuo's voice trembled.
Lynn had descended into his body, and all he needed to do was nothing. He only had to wait for that predetermined fate, and history would return to its proper course.
Rumble-
It was as though, at that moment, the haziness and turmoil that should have appeared in the distant