Phainon frowned slightly, "... You have never shown any interest in the Journey of Flame-Chase. While my companions and I were fighting, bleeding, and sacrificing for the Core Flame, you never offered a helping hand."
"How did an Antikythera, a cold and indifferent bystander who embodies 'neutrality' to the very end, suddenly become concerned about the mission of the Chrysos Heirs?"
Lygus was silent for a moment, then looked up at the shattered " Vortex of Genesis ":
"When that solitary swordsman bid farewell to everything and plunged alone into the sea of madness, I listened from the shore; when that mighty overlord laid down his armor and used his iron bones to fill the cracks in the earth, I looked down from the mountaintop."
"Through a thousand-year journey in Flame-Chase, I have witnessed the suffering, resolve, division, and unity of you, the Chrysos Heirs..."
"Just as you were born with Prophecy guidance, after being bathed in the gaze of distant stars, I too have seen a destiny of profound darkness..."
Lygus spread his hands, "I will become the most loyal reader of the epic, the audience who will witness your heroic deeds."
"The Gaze of Distant Stars"...?"
"One day, you will understand. But not now." Lygus looked at the " Tides in the Basin " beside him. "For now, please ignore me, this bystander, and go and complete the task you must complete, Phainon."
"I once firmly believed that as long as we keep Flame-Chase, the fog ahead will dissipate, and fate will reveal its truest form."
"But along the way, we... they, all those who have passed away, have never received the justice promised by the Prophecy."
After he finished speaking, the " Vortex of Genesis " emitted a series of buzzing sounds.
"I heard it: beyond the Vortex of Genesis, the world is collapsing, and the Son of Man is crying out," said Lygus.
"And you, Phainon, will use that Core Flame to bury the old world, plunging all things into a gray unknown—"
"--It's alright. The brutal Flame-Chase has already shattered my illusions. The future can't be an ideal land bathed in the west wind, waiting for us to step into it..."
Phainon raised his head and looked up at the " Worldbearing " Core Flame that had not yet been lit.
"If chaos awaits us, then I will tear it apart..."
"... and then let in the first rays of the blazing sun."
"All will part from one man, who will witness miracles; this is the will of Heaven."
jingle--
Suddenly, a refreshing breeze swept through the Vortex of Genesis, and a melodious bell rang behind them.
Lygus seemed to have foreseen this, "However, this time, it's an epic of endless cycles..."
"Ah... is it time to turn a new page?"
Cyrene arrived at the scene with a cup of milk tea.
"... Of course," she said with a smile, "This will definitely be a Romance story unlike any other..."
"That's what you think too, right?"
Click!
The scene before him was paused, the mask obscuring Ye Yan's view. " Aha ~ You still manage to liven things up even at a time like this, very much in line with ' Eternity's ' style."
"Has anyone ever told you... that interrupting someone is very impolite?" Ye Yan pushed off his mask with disdain.
"Oh~ Aha, did I hear that right? You're planning to reason with ' Elation '?"
Inside the Vortex of Genesis, outside lay a grotesque and broken world. Phainon and Cyrene's feelings at this moment were naturally incredibly complex.
Titan's voice came from the Black Tide, Black Tide was not a black tide that swallowed everything, but rather scarlet scorch marks that covered the sky, like a broken stone slab.
Is it Amphoreus crying?
"Perhaps it is roaring in anger, toward its creator, its god."
" Phainon, do you remember? When I was little, I had a dream: it was a dark, cold little room, with only the curtains of Oronyx shimmering like sparkling crystals."
Cyrene's tone remained relatively calm, as if she were simply stating past facts.
To Lygus, this scene was quite amusing.
"Its curtain seems to encompass the entirety of Amphoreus, where bizarre and fantastical dramas unfold. Within it reside countless versions of ourselves, from countless different worlds."
"That might not be a dream," Phainon replied.
"Yes. Looking at the world now, those sad thoughts have become reality."
"So this is the reason why the sky was sealed off; Amphoreus is just an even greater Aedes Elysiae."
"We are merely actors in this tiny world, following the guidance of Prophecy, embarking on the same journey again and again."
"Tell me, what exactly is this so-called ' Re-Creation '?"
Cyrene looked at Lygus, "What are the audience watching all this expecting?"
Lygus chuckled a few times, having to admit that Cyrene's performance had exceeded his expectations.
"Hehe~ As a reward for reaching the end of the world, let me answer your questions."
"In the name of the Audience of Divine Ordeals, I saw—" He turned his back and raised his hands:
"--The First Cause of Life," a fitting title.
"This is a moment to be remembered by the universe. After millions of calculations, the experimental field named ' Amphoreus ' has finally yielded results."
"Is this the 'achievement' you're talking about, this chaotic world?"
Phainon's voice trembled as he glared at Lygus.
"We gave our all to return the twelve Core Flame and recreate the world, only to be met with this fate..."
"To become a sacrifice offered to it at the ends of the earth?"
"That's right. The Titan are the Chrysos Heirs of the past, Chrysos Heirs of the future Titan — Anaxagoras's deduction of ' Re-Creation ' is basically accurate. As a model of ' Reason,' he reached unprecedented heights."
"However, by only viewing it from the perspective of a character in the play, he ultimately couldn't uncover the final layer of truth."
Lygus explained to the two, "The process known as the ' Hero's Journey ' has been cyclical to this day, not for the sake of a 'New World,' nor for the creation of a perfect hero or god—"
"It's a 'deep learning' project dedicated to the Black Tide." Its voice suddenly turned cold.
"But this time, your plot will fail. I have taken the Core Flame from Kephale, and when the dawn of the new world rises, its light will burn away all darkness."
"Was my explanation unclear? The Chrysos Heirs and the Titan were merely byproducts of the experiment."
"Having journeyed this far, you already know the process of this world's evolution, and have witnessed how the Black Tide was born, grew, and ultimately swept away everything, destroying everything—"
"Heroes, gods, and worlds alike are all born to be Destruction by it."
Upon hearing the word " Destruction," Cyrene unconsciously tightened her grip on the milk tea.
Ye Yan, who was in the audience, also stood up, ignoring the persistent Fool's Mask.
" Aha ~ Something interesting is about to happen!"
"This is the end of Amphoreus's calculations, a perfect equation of ' Destruction '."
"In your eyes, are all those who sacrificed their lives just a string of insignificant numbers?"
"Don't underestimate yourselves. Rather than numbers, I prefer to compare you to 'firewood.' Without firewood, there will be no sunrise tomorrow."
Phainon's voice carried an barely suppressed rage. "Even if that sun was born from destruction?"
"Hehe~ What a strange question."
Lygus turned around again, "Have you ever considered that, in countless calculations, Amphoreus has already embarked on a different Path from ' Erudition '?"
"It has long since bestowed divine blessings equally upon every child..."
"That is the golden blood flowing in your bodies, which originates from the Wounded who shares the same name as ' Destruction '," Lygus pointed out.
" The Chrysos Heirs of Amphoreus were, from the very beginning, the fuel for the Aeon to burn the universe."