So he performed another divination: "I can stop being 'childish.'"
Heads again.
"I can return to normal."
Heads.
"I can return to normal immediately."
Heads.
"I can immediately stop being affected by Bernadette's memories."
Heads.
Veins gradually bulged on Edward's forehead, and his fingers clenched tighter and tighter. He let out a long breath to quell his irritation, then wrote on the parchment he had conjured: "The method of returning to normal."
He closed his eyes and entered a dream again, then once more saw himself undergo [Degradation] before committing suicide.
Fuck!
So this is an endless loop, huh?
Edward gritted his teeth. Turning his head, he spotted Amon preening his feathers out of sheer boredom and forcefully tossed the coin again, using [Lunatic on the Right] the instant it landed in his hand.
Almost simultaneously,
Amon felt his asshole clench. He abruptly raised his head, suspicion and surprise flickering in his eyes. "That feeling again..."
Was that what he called "injecting humanity"?
How exactly did he manage something like that?
Familiar with the twenty-two pathways on the Blasphemy Slate, Amon naturally knew this was not an ability belonging to any of them. If anyone could truly accomplish it, it would have to be his former father-the Ancient Sun God.
No, even He didn't possess such an ability. Perhaps it would only have been possible after He merged with the Chaos Sea and advanced to the Primordial.
This fellow in control of Sefirah Castle really is hiding a huge secret.
After leaving Sefirah Castle, Edward headed straight for the Underground Palace in Backlund.
Thanks to the hurricane lantern he had left on his previous visit, the Underground Palace was still brightly lit. Snoman the Ascetic sat quietly six or seven meters directly opposite the Bloodstained Gate, as silent and