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In one possibility, he saw his own reflection in Klein's eyes.
That reflection was grayish-white, neither Edward Vaughan nor any temporary appearance he had ever used. And so his spiritual intuition said: that was the real you.
This future interested Edward considerably. He even considered performing a careful divination to see when it would come true. Of course, he also knew his divination skills could never surpass Sefirah Castle, so he did not actually try.
Now, then, he faced another question-
"Should I go now?"
Looking at the stars in the sky, Edward asked himself, "Should I go now?"
The Chained God was there, somewhere within the barrier, somewhere he could not see but could reach. That shining star represented the source of the higher-level mystical connections on the Chained God. Yes, it also represented a connection to the Starry Sky, a gaze from far, far away.
But that was not too far. At any rate, a Sequence One angel could get there very quickly.
Should he go now?
The Monarch of Decay considered himself quite capable of self-control, a god with convictions, dreams, and lofty aspirations, not some starving ghost who could not budge at the sight of food. But he really was craving it now; fortunately, he could still budge. Whether he sought out Farbauti or the Chained God, he would have to trade blows with the Mother Tree of Desire's corruption anyway. What difference did it make whom he attacked first?
He bit the back of his hand and took a deep breath, trying to maintain a rational analysis in the face of delicious food.
"Calm down, calm down. All right, first, let me recall my agreement with the True Creator."
Edward searched by date and retrieved his memories of that day. Then, after carefully going