When Si Chen abandoned the fleshly body that had accompanied him through hundreds of years in the mortal world, when he severed Taichu's black Origin Source with his own hands and merged completely with the Sun...
The end of the River of Time was utterly illuminated at that moment.
Taichu was forced back again and again by the light, yet he made no move to stop it.
Or rather, he had no desire to stop it, nor could he bear to.
This light seemed to take Taichu back to the time when he had just been born, when he was still only a faint wisp of consciousness.
That first, trembling encounter.
The light of origination!
"He... has truly awakened."
As he gazed at that radiance, every bit as dazzling as it was in his memories...
This lofty Creator stood rooted to the spot.
In his eyes shone the joy of a long-awaited reunion, affection, and... profound despair.
Because he knew better than anyone that the more brilliantly this light shone, the faster it would... fade away.
In the deepest reaches of the light.
As the Origin Source belonging to the "Sun" truly awakened, those memories that had been fragmented-or rather, blurred by Taichu's forcible interference-became clear once more.
At last, he remembered everything.
He remembered the loneliness he had felt when he was born as the first ray of light in this cold void.
He remembered his curiosity as he watched the trembling Taichu back then.
He remembered how carefully he had protected him, that feeling of fearing he might erase him with a single careless move.
Through those years so long that even time did not exist, light and darkness had lived alongside one another.
"Lone yang cannot flourish, lone yin cannot be born; at the utmost reach