Lin Chuan ignored Amon's probing and simply continued climbing the hillside.
The little crow hopped twice inside the cage, then spoke again:
"Why not wish yourself straight to wherever you want to go? That should be easy for you."
Lin Chuan looked at Amon inside the cage. He was bathed in dazzling light.
-Come to think of it, did this count as the light of salvation before the Apocalypse?
At that thought, he stopped and stared at Amon for a while. Once he had made all his feathers stand on end, he inexplicably began to recite:
"'The Angel of Time' is the Lord's second son. The Lord said, you are the God of Deceit, the God of Mischief, the light when the Apocalypse comes."
Amon chuckled.
"Interesting. What are you trying to say?"
Lin Chuan asked with a smile:
"Have you ever considered that this might be a prophecy? For instance, right now... Amon, the 'Angel of Time,' sacrificed himself to stop an Outer Deity from descending upon the Forsaken Land of the Gods?"
"Well, as a toy, admittedly," he added teasingly.
The crow with white eye rings tilted his head and studied Lin Chuan for several minutes before offering his heartfelt praise:
"You really do seem like a human. Truly. Could you teach me how you do it?"
"I don't just seem like a human." Lin Chuan smiled and shook his head. "I am human. If we're being precise, I suppose I also count as a Great Old One Remnant."
This time, Amon said nothing. He merely gave a low chuckle.
Lin Chuan was not annoyed. He picked up the cage again and answered as he walked:
"The reason is simple. I don't know where I'm going either."
He reached the top of the little hill and watched the