"As for the Ascension Society... they're rather too twisted." Dorothea bit her lip and asked hesitantly, "Flesh ascension-is that your path?"
"My path?" Vanessa faltered, the affirmation she had been about to give abruptly cut short.
Elliot forcibly pulled out the [Path · Flesh Ascension · Part One] card.
He had only wanted to test what sorts of cards could go into [Founding Principles], not actually establish another Ascension Society.
But... he had no path of his own!
"Strange. Do I have to choose someone else's path?" Elliot frowned. He could see the road to the supernatural and had no need whatsoever to follow a path someone else had laid out. Wouldn't putting a fixed path in there be putting the cart before the horse?
He stared at the words "Founding Principles," and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
"Could it be... that it really needs a principle?"
He took some paper and a pen, casually wrote a sentence, and slipped it into the scanning slot.
He could print cards out of thin air, but most were of little use. The only truly valuable one was his own [Elliott Sterling].
The Difference Engine gave a quiet hum and soon spat out a brand-new card. Elliot picked it up and examined it closely:
[Path · Doubt]
"Doubt is the first step."
The front of the card bore vivid, blood-red patterns. On the back was a line of scrawled handwriting, exactly what Elliot had put in:
"This world should not be this way."
"My path..."
After a brief silence, Vanessa's voice rang out again, carrying an unprecedented solemnity:
"My path begins with doubt!"
"This world is sick. It should not sink into such depravity!"
And only my lord can heal it! Vanessa added inwardly, only to realize in surprise that