"It's all your fault that I've become like this."
He's clearly a weirdo.
He showed up in his own castle without permission and threatened to commit suicide at the slightest provocation.
You can tell at a glance that he is not an ordinary person, but he is not a god either; he seems to be a special being somewhere in between.
Alice admitted that these special places piqued her interest.
She was curious about his secrets and wanted to quietly find out the mystery behind them.
Without further contact and connection, their relationship would end there, and there would be no more interaction.
However, what Alice couldn't understand was that he, who had been depressed, suddenly returned to normal immediately after talking to others, and there was no longer any sign of frustration or breakdown.
Moreover, he also discovered the secret within himself, transforming from a weak mortal with no power to fight a chicken into a powerful being comparable to a god.
To be honest, Alice felt a little regretful the moment he revealed his power.
External attacks are unlikely to harm Sky City, but it's a different story if the attacker is inside the city.
The interior of a defense system is much more vulnerable than the exterior, and if not handled properly, it could cause enormous damage.
This is something Alice absolutely doesn't want to see, especially since the warp calculations are already in their late stages, and in a few more decades they could leave this chaotic place.
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Alice's thought at the time was that she would rather lose money than suffer a greater disaster.
Just as Alice was preparing to pay a price to drive the other party away, the other party unexpectedly showed no intention of fighting and instead made a request.
"A small request... Ah."
Alice sighed deeply as she sat with her knees drawn up to her chest, repeating the same thing over and over.
Because of my ignorance at the time, it was because I agreed to that "small" request that I ended up in this situation.
"At the time, I really didn't intend to get too involved."
Give them a little help, then kick them out, or simply slack off and let them fend for themselves.
However, Alice miscalculated.
She underestimated her own soft heart, and even more so, the infectious power of that group of people.
They had no power, but they were not afraid of death and were always ready to give everything for their ideals.
Blood, life, soul... there is nothing they cannot offer as long as it is for an ideal.
Everyone possesses an extraordinary and unwavering will.
In Alice's eyes, their souls shone with the luster of jewels.
Under normal circumstances, this brilliant will would be actively guided and eventually flow to the gods, becoming the nourishment for their continuous growth.
But unlike other cases, the "god" in their hearts rejected this gift, but after passing through them once, he gave it back to them, and what returned to them was more than what was offered.
Although he refused the throne and never called himself a god, this prophet acted more like a qualified god than those gods who only knew how to fight.
God loves the world, and the world loves God.
This kind of relationship is normal, but unfortunately in this world, only one non-god prophet has achieved this.
He and his followers are using their own methods to reclaim the world that belongs to them from the hands of the gods.
They changed the world step by step.
In the end, even Alice, who had originally decided to just watch them from the sidelines, was unknowingly changed.
She didn't interfere with the bumpy journey; she just watched silently.
She knew their names, their ideals, their relationships, and had experienced their joys and sorrows, as well as their ups and downs.
Gradually, to her, they were no longer a group of insignificant mortals.
Although they can't be considered companions yet, they are at least acquaintances who are traveling together on the road.
She began to care about the lives and deaths of these mortals, wondering if they could succeed, and even... felt a faint sadness for their deaths.
Was this an act designed to fool herself? Alice had thought so too, and had even secretly tested it out.
But in the end, Alice could only admit one fact—these people did nothing.
There was no deception, no manipulation; they were simply being themselves.
To strive, fight, and die for ideals—the predecessors fall, and the successors continue.
Like a fleeting shooting star, dazzling yet brief.
But it is precisely because they did nothing that this purity was able to truly attract her.
Alice suddenly realized something, though she didn't know when.
"Ah... I see."
"His request was a trap in itself."
A trap that could silently and unknowingly draw her in.
However, by the time she realized what was happening, it was already too late.
But she remained rational and did not give up.
Alice still has to leave this world.
That's why she didn't want the residents to recite that thank-you message; she didn't want to deepen her connection with the world any further.
The more things are involved, the harder it is to let go.
"If I had refused back then..."
Ultimately, the real source of change lies with that person.
That incredibly young prophet.
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