[...If I had learned this skill earlier, then...would Grandfather not have died?]
Arthur looked at his hands.
If I really learn this skill earlier, I can use the unstoppable and wide-ranging nature of my divine thoughts.
Maybe there really could be a different ending.
Sometimes, the difference between masters in a duel is just two or three seconds.
[Don't blame yourself, child. Life and death are determined by fate.]
Kang said comfortingly.
[But, if I had learned it earlier, or if I had been stronger, reaching the Sun-Forging Realm, my grandfather wouldn't have died.]
Kang's comfort obviously didn't work.
Arthur was still mired in self-blame. If only she had practiced harder, even harder.
Or, if they could develop a cheating communication method like transmitting voice in secret.
Then... Grandfather will not die.
But there's no point in blaming yourself. So, you and I are quite similar. Would you like to hear a story?
Kang looked at Arthur in front of him.
He seemed to see his former self.
After his death, he also had regrets.
He regretted why he didn't stop Ni and ask for more rewards from the God of Creation.
For example, the Sun-Forging Realm, for example...immortality.
But, that's all hindsight.
At that time, could he have known that there were so many realms beyond becoming an immortal?
cannot.
In his eyes, the immortals who were high and mighty in the past were nothing more than ants that could be crushed to death with ease.
But...so what?
It’s like one cannot have both youth and the understanding of youth at the same time.
It always takes time for people to understand the childishness of their own behavior.
But this is who I was back then.
Weak, powerless, and stupid.
He has it all, and he has to accept his past self.
There is no doubt that in their eyes back then, immortals were already the pinnacle of ordinary ants. Judging the past with today's perspective is undoubtedly a hooliganism.
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