Chu Mu paused for a moment, then scoffed:
"Before, I only thought about how to make interstellar travel convenient. Then I met a very capable Diviner and saw her formation array, which could use every observed change to divine the future. But a Diviner's field of vision is limited, and so is a formation array's computational power. The future she divined wasn't one hundred percent accurate, either."
As he spoke, Chu Mu looked at the Heterochromic-Eyed Man:
"That was when I wondered: how terrifying would a being that could see every change in this universe be? With just a gentle touch, the threads of fate would flow between their fingertips. Would such a being be an Aeon of Fate in the truest sense?"
Hearing this, the Heterochromic-Eyed Man murmured:
"Your guess was very close. Let me tell you the truth."
A Blind Aeon had once existed in this world.
At first, the Blind Aeon had not been a true god.
In the beginning, they had still been fused with the Red Sun, their two consciousnesses locked in a maddened struggle.
Only after finding the Black Sun had they balanced out the Red Sun.
When they awoke, they began to ponder why their life had been so full of hardship.
Why had their family and their beloved all left them?
It had not been their fault.
It had been their fate.
But what determined fate?
In that moment, their desire to fight against fate began to take root.
Relying on the Black Sun and the Red Sun, they persevered in doing the same thing for countless years.
They would pull over a life-bearing planet, then place one black sun and one red sun beside it.
The Red Sun gave light, while the Black Sun brought darkness.
Again and again, life