"Fate"

What is "fate"?

He is Savior who is all alone.

She is a weaver bathed in gold.

She was a saint shattered into a thousand pieces.

He is a little thief carrying the dawn.

He is the healer who fills the sky.

He is a scholar who seeks answers even at the cost of his life.

He is the crown prince who suffered a blow behind the scenes.

He was a monarch who entered the game himself.

It is a siren, drowning in the sound of the waves.

She is a handmaid forever trapped in the Underworld.

She is a girl who is subject to endless reincarnation.

The Chrysos Heirs of Amphoreus gave everything for this Journey of Flame-Chasing, only to be killed in the process, with one of their own lives taken down with the Iron Tomb.

If fate dictates death, then let us transcend fate.

The sky over Okhema, which should have been forever illuminated by dawn, was now shrouded in Kephale could not dispel.

Similar to the Corruption presence of the Black Tide, the Chrysos Heirs felt no trace of its Black Tide. Undoubtedly, this was the battle beyond "fate" that Sera spoke of.

"Such a dense aura of Honkai..."

At that Anaxa stared intently at the dark, oppressive 'cloud' formed by Honkai Energy, a sight he had only ever seen on Sera.

Is this level of Honkai meant to manifest "fate"?

Or did He himself become the "fate" of Amphoreus? If so, even something as vague as "fate" can take form, causing Honkai... If what Sera said is true, then the primordial "Wisdom Seed" must have taken root and sprouted in the Remembrance of that being he called "Cocoon"...

The School of Anaxa School of Wisdom Seeds was established after Professor Anaxagoras proposed the Wisdom Seed Theory. He believed that all things in the world are composed of individual 'seeds', which he called the Wisdom Seed.

Sera's words confirmed his point of view: the next cycle would be born from the Remembrance of the demigod who was "in the Worldbearing" in this life, if there is a next cycle.

But was the original Wisdom Seed of Amphoreus truly born from the Remembrance of the Antikythera? Anaxa still harbored doubts about this.

"The battle to conquer 'fate' has arrived."

Cerydra stood atop the gates of Okhema, her gaze fixed on the sky, with the Flame-Chase Army, which had been preparing for some time, behind her.

"I ask you, is there anything you fear?"

Cerydra looked at the Flame-Chase Army behind her, her eyes lowered, her gaze sweeping over the Flame-Chase Army. All the Chrysos Heirs members stood beside her.

Not a single member of the Flame-Chase Army retreated. Indeed... if there were no other way out, if this "fate" had not condemned Amphoreus to death, who would truly be unafraid? Fear is a human instinct, but it is also the reason why people fight with everything they have to survive.

The air pressure grew heavier, and purple streaks began to appear in the sky.

Suddenly—a jet-black feather drifted down, and the Chrysos Heirs were naturally able to see it clearly.

"Sera's... feathers?"

Phainon's gaze was drawn to the slowly falling feathers. As the feathers drifted down from the sky, Phainon saw a familiar figure.

The feather slowly drifted to the ground, neither too fast nor too slow. Everyone waited patiently for the feather to fall.

The feather slowly drifted down to the ground, and the moment it touched the ground, a pale purple energy emanated from the feather in a circular pattern.

Then, clusters of purple, cocoon-like mist appeared on the land outside Okhema, and "Fate" was showing the people of Amphoreus another side of itself.

The possibility that everyone was swallowed up and Corruption by the Black Tide... could never exist, but "fate" is just that unreasonable. It manifested itself in Amphoreus in the form of "fate" and the current fate at the same time.

"That is..."

A hint of disbelief flickered in Hyacine's eyes. She saw another version of herself... and another group of Chrysos Heirs companions.

"Is this... the trial of fate? To surpass oneself..."

Hyacine took a deep breath and summoned a rainbow bridge that led to another version of herself with eyes identical to the Eye of Dawn and Dusk after it Corruption the Black Tide.

"Although I don't know what you went through in that possible Amphoreus, I think 'I' will still wear a smile!"

then--

May this glimmer of light dispel the gloom and fog, and reveal a clear, sunny sky once more!

With an angry expression, Little Ica, enveloped in rainbow light, spun and crashed into another, grotesque version of herself.

"Beep beep beep!"

"HKS!"

Mydei descended from the sky unscathed, forcefully swinging his fist—formed from blood crystals—at the empty, lifeless ' Mydei,' which was merely venting its wild instincts. It was as powerful as a lion's fist.

"Are you willing to lose your pride as a warrior and as the Crown Prince of Suspended Peak?!"

HKS! Answer me.

"Rest in peace, in the lonely sea of flowers, someone has already given me a warm embrace."

Castorice's eyes held a hint of pity as she brandished her scythe.

"Swordbearer."

Cerydra's eyes remained expressionless as she tossed down a chess piece.

Hysilens's sword, accompanied by the sound of chess pieces hitting the ground, swung towards her "destiny" and Cerydra.

"Hey! Seamstress, do you need my help?"

Cipher nimbly weaved through the attacks of her own counterpart, calmly and effortlessly, even having the leisure to tease Aglaea.

"Cifera, I have already defeated her."

Aglaea gracefully brandished her longsword with the tailor, a smile playing on her lips.

"Boss! Help me!"

Batrus ran around in a panic, trying to escape the attacks.

"Go solve it yourself."

"Trianne!"

Tribbie looked panicked. Well, who wouldn't be afraid of being chased by missiles?

"Rest assured!"

Trianne sat at the very front of the Rocket, Ti Ning in the middle, and Tribbie at the very back, so she was the most nervous. Although the three of them probably shared the same feeling.

At the last moment, Trianne opened the Gate of Janus and successfully dodged the missile.

A wicked smile crept across Trianne's lips.

"Let's set off on the west wind!"

With the opening of another Gate of Janus, the missile successfully returned along its original path.

Hahahaha~

At that Anaxa covered his face with his left hand and laughed, while his right hand pressed the fire button on the alchemical weapon. He had discovered the truth about these so-called other possible Chrysos Heirs.

"It is nothing but a poor imitation, how can it compare to the real Anaxagoras!"

So-called "fate" is nothing more than a task that I, Anaxagoras, am destined to complete!

"Just being near you gives me such a burning sensation... what... what have you been through?"

Phainon's eyes lowered as if in a god's compassion, and he reached out to touch it—but was slightly deterred by the temperature, which was even hotter than the golden pool of the Eye of Dawn and Dusk.

What had this possible self gone through to endure such a blazing Core Flame? Phainon could sense from the black-clad self before him a hatred that seemed to want to burn the entire world to ashes.

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