"Then what?"
Within the Colorful Thousand-Layer Cake-like Dream Realm Fissure, Mo Ling asked anxiously.
"After that... we could never find you again."
Martin's account came to an abrupt stop.
Mo Ling pondered for a moment, then said, "You deliberately chose not to come looking for me, didn't you?"
"Mm." Martin nodded. "I more or less knew where you had gone. You must have run off to Li Luo's place, but I didn't want to look for you. I knew the fate that belonged to you had already begun to move, and all I had to do was wait."
"And then you waited until now?"
"Mm."
"I understand..." Mo Ling said softly.
"Do you really understand? You have nothing to 'avenge,' nor do you need to overturn the chessboard. Let things continue as they are. This is the best choice for everyone."
Those people "playing chess" were merely planners who wanted this world to become better. They acted according to the ideals they believed in, paid a few minor costs, and rescued humanity from the Abyss's erosion...
"I really understand... The best choice for me now is to do nothing."
"That's right."
Within the colorful Dream Realm Fissure, Mo Ling seemed able to see every part of Li Luo's "home" overlapping together. It also stirred those vague "childhood fragments" in his mind.
He seemed to become Li Luo, wandering through that empty house. Though lonely, it had been interesting.
A child's days were filled with fun. In idle moments, one could stare wide-eyed at the sun, see summer mosquitoes as cranes, and watch two bugs fight for an entire day.
Li Luo's childhood had also passed amid these moments that adults found dull. She had no friends, little affection from her family, and none of the abundant toys other children had.