The Void again.
That name seemed to appear in so many places.
It had participated in the destruction of the Golden Race.
It had created the God Sequence Path.
It... was always watching.
Whether it was the eyes that had appeared back in Uto City, or its direct intervention later in Martial Might City.
Or something else entirely.
The bearer of that name was practically the classic mastermind behind every tragedy in a story.
Alaya, the Golden Race's Intelligent System.
She had been modified into a Wasteland Species trap targeting those who sought traces of the Golden Race.
Making the being that protected a race erase that race's traces was indeed the most logical, cruelest, and most efficient method.
But.
It seemed this race was not necessarily all that important to it.
In this current era of Train Conductors, she did not even have the ability to stop a Train Conductor from leaving the station directly.
Clearly, that "Void" had not placed much importance on this Wasteland Species.
Then... what exactly did it consider important?
"You're lying."
Ye Qiyan rejected Alaya's words.
An intelligence that longed to survive and already possessed a physical body was now seeking death.
That was a lie.
Yet it was not purely a lie.
"I... was able to see... that the Golden Race still exists... that is... enough... I don't want... to fight the great Glory Laurel Wreath. I... I am a sinner. My will was modified, and I became a monster that personally erased the traces of the Golden Race.
"I was placed inside that machine. The moment you entered this world, I sensed your existence.
"So.
"Three sevens.
"The sacred number appeared.
"Your arrival... allowed me to regain this sliver of self..."
Alaya's condition grew worse and worse.
Her voice became as grating