"I can't teach you how to move forward. You are an unknown. Perhaps you will lead the world to destruction, or perhaps you can bring it a new beginning. Everything... depends on your choice."
Qin Manjiang lowered his head. Everything Jiang Du had told him had dealt him an immense shock.
Fate, the future... things like those could actually be seen.
Yet his own future could neither be predicted nor observed.
In all those futures of destruction, he alone was unknown.
No wonder they had staked everything on him.
But...
Why me?
Qin Manjiang felt lost.
The consciousness Jiang Du had left behind was also about to disappear, but he seemed to sense that Qin Manjiang's confusion had not faded. Instead, learning of his origins had left him even more at a loss.
Yes...
To put it kindly, Qin Manjiang had been born with a mission on his shoulders.
To put it harshly, Qin Manjiang had been born purely because everyone needed a "tool" like him, one that might be able to save them all.
That was right... although everyone had awaited his arrival and worked themselves to the bone to ensure he could come into being without a hitch.
None of that attention had been directed at "Qin Manjiang" himself, but at the uncertainty "Qin Manjiang" possessed.
"A person faces countless choices throughout their life. I am Jiang Du, and yet I am not Jiang Du. Jiang Du would urge you to charge into the sky, plunge into the Red Pupil God's body, and become one with him. But I won't say that."
The voice deep within Qin Manjiang grew fainter and fainter, as though it would disappear at any moment.
"I am merely a consciousness he left behind. I exist to help you understand yourself. That is why