Zhen Xin stood there in the void, stunned.
"You mean... the Flame of Hope is Mingyu's true benefactor!?"
Cheng Shi nodded, filled with emotion, and said:
"After learning that the flame of hope would become a vessel for [Destiny] after its death, I began to re-examine its identity. When I also learned that [Destiny] had already fallen at the beginning of the era, and that the [Destiny] of this era was nothing more than a performance of [Deception], I finally connected all my speculations."
Actually, I didn't find any direct evidence to prove that the flame of hope was the fallen "fate." I just... reviewed the whole thing from the perspective of "deception."
The void bound them together, and even though their time together was short, they still shared a bond that transcended time.
[Deception] Seeing the fall of the God of the Underworld, He would never just give up. With His nature, even if [the Primordial Beginning] was involved, He would definitely give it a try, after all, that's what He was doing.
Moreover, at that time He also had a wisp of primordial power from the prophecy of Fate at His side.
So if you were committing fraud, what would you do?
Zhen Xin said without hesitation, "Resurrect Him!"
"That's right! It's about resurrecting Him."
I think [Deception] must have tried to revive [Fate], but variables eliminated by [Primordial] are not so easy to revive. So it could only use the power of [Primordial] to gather everything related to [Fate] and create the flame of hope that we see before us now.
Therefore, the Flame of Hope, though clearly a creation of deception, is considered a messenger of fate.
The deception has entrusted a part of the change of fate to the flame of hope, perhaps also embodying His expectations for the change of fate.
Therefore, I think it's not that "Fate" abandoned the unacceptable changes, but rather that "Deception" deliberately left behind the changes in "Fate." It hoped that its own god would no longer uphold the so-called predetermined order. However, its own god could not be reborn, and the world, as "Fate" "wished," gradually moved towards the predetermined order.
What is predetermined is ultimately irreversible.
Ah, sometimes I even wonder if the prophecy of [Fate] foresaw the future of the world, or even the only path to that future. That's why He chose to 'embrace' [the Primordial] at the beginning of time, allowing His own gods to push the world towards its 'end,' otherwise…”
Seeing Zhen Xin's eyes widen and her pupils shrink, Cheng Shi shook his head and said, "Forget it, there's no point in thinking about this."
These kinds of jumbled thoughts have been flooding my mind lately, keeping me restless.
No one knows when this era will end, but a sense of urgency propels me forward, which can also make me overlook some issues.
Thank you, Zhen Xin, and thank you all. I know you're all trying your best to share my burden, but...
"No buts."
Zhen Xin suppressed her shock and smiled, "Even gods are not free from their own power, let alone you, a mortal."
Cheng Shi, everyone is doing these things not just for you, but also for the world and for themselves. We're not asking for any reward, but please don't easily dismiss us...
Cheng Shi shook his head with a wry smile: "I'm not denying it, I'm very grateful..."
"I know, but your formality feels like a denial."
The whole world is one; you have already held up the entire sky, so let us help out with the remaining cracks.
In Zhen Yi's words, "When you're alive, you have to do something that everyone knows about, right?"
"......?"
The conversation was going quite seriously and normally until Zhen Yi was mentioned, at which point Cheng Shi was instantly pulled out of the mood.
So that's why Zhen Yi became the unluckiest person in the world?
She not only made the world aware of her sister's existence, but also did some unpleasant things that people will remember.
"......"
Cheng Shi shook his head and chuckled, then said with a cryptic tone, "But what if the world doesn't know?"
Zhen Xin was taken aback, then a determined look flashed in her eyes: "Then I'll ignore what the world thinks and just be true to my friends and myself."
"What if there is no one like me anymore?" Cheng Shi looked up and asked.
A bright smile suddenly bloomed on Zhen Xin's face, and she said with great longing:
"Then... you're free, aren't you?"
"relief."
Cheng Shi kept savoring those two words, a smile gradually spreading across his face. "Yes, I'm free, I will be free."
...
An Mingyu was indeed a reliable girl; she returned on her own before Cheng Shi could even go looking for her.
The moment Cheng Shi saw the blind woman in a black dress holding the container of "Fate" appear before her, the unforgettable scene of the false curtain falling flashed through her mind again:
The flame of hope roared in the void, its cold flames obscuring the universe. He stood in the fire, gradually fading away.
“You are not firewood, you are the flame, the light that illuminates this world.”
As for me, though my name is the Flame of Hope, I am merely the kindling of hope.
Ignite me, take this light, and with the final changes in the world, fight for hope for yourself and for the world!
Cheng Shi no longer had the chance to ignite the flame of hope, because An Mingyu had already brought the spark of hope back.
Cheng Shi was somewhat numb; he began to lose his expression.
His gaze swept over the container, then turned to the distance, and he said:
"He..."
An Mingyu held the "Destiny" container to his chest, his eyes tightly closed as he stared intently at it, looking just like a prophet making a prediction about fate.
He left.
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