"What's the matter?" Eros became interested.
"Back then...after Doom fell...Atropos...now...Vivian, had a crazy idea."
"She wanted to... resurrect her... fallen mother, and... found me."
Having said this, Cynthia paused for a moment, pressing her forehead against Eros' shoulder harder and harder, biting her lower lip tightly with her teeth.
After a long while, she continued in her heavily breathy voice, saying:
"She begged me... to sew her mother's broken true spirit... back to her... soul. She planned to use herself... as a carrier, with the help of her blood... uh... with the help of... uh... with the help of her blood connection, to revive Doom in her."
"I rejected her... because... uh... because she was only a Sequence 2 at the time and couldn't bear the weight of... a god's soul."
"Just stitching up... some broken... true souls... can cause her to gradually lose control... and go crazy, not to mention her complete soul after returning from misfortune...
"She will die, her... soul will be crushed by the doom. She wants to use... her life... to exchange for the return of the doom."
"I didn't want to...see this scene, so I...rejected her."
"I...thought she would give up...this bold idea...after I...rejected her, but she is more paranoid...than I thought."
Listening to Cynthia's story, Eros gradually became fascinated and stopped bothering Cynthia, which resulted in Cynthia's subsequent story becoming more and more fluent.
"After being rejected by me, this paranoid daughter did not give up. Instead, she decided to use her own power to proactively annihilate part of her soul and fill it with the true spirit of doom."
"Using ritual formations to forcibly squeeze her soul, she tried to use high pressure to completely merge Doom's true spirit with her soul."
"And the only result of her doing this was madness. When I found her again, she had gone completely crazy."
"She was ultimately a child of misfortune. I couldn't just watch her die from losing control, so I helped her."
"I helped her stabilize her condition temporarily. Since she wants to revive Misfortune, I will give the choice to Misfortune."
"With my help, the spirit of doom that she had forced into her soul regained a trace of consciousness and began the process of resurrection."
"The outcome was pretty much what I expected. When Doom regained consciousness and discovered that his daughter had sacrificed her life in exchange for his return, he immediately stopped his own resurrection process."
"He rushed into the river of time with his daughter's body and soul, probably hoping to use the river of time to wash away the madness that his awakening had brought upon his daughter."
"This scouring lasted tens of thousands of years. During this long period of time, I often went to the river of time to protect Atropos, preventing her soul from being washed away by the river of time and becoming nothingness."
"Gradually, under the flow of time, Atropos's soul and the spirit of Doom merged perfectly, achieving coexistence."
"Originally, I should have removed their bodies and souls from the river of time a hundred years ago, but the master later found out. I was ambushed and forced to give up my position as a god."
"When my own safety is difficult to guarantee, there is no way I can go to the River of Time to retrieve them."
"I don't know what happened after that. They should have continued to sink and float in the river of time. I also don't know why they appear in the world now, but what I can be sure of now is that she is Atropos, the daughter of doom."
"This is because Doom's true spirit has merged with my daughter's soul. Doom can only be resurrected from my daughter."
"I will never mistake the smell of doom."
After hearing this, Eros' eyes showed a hint of realization.
So it was Cynthia who recognized that the god who was about to be resurrected was Doom. She knew that Doom actually did not want to hurt her daughter, so he asked her to say that.
These words directly answered Eros's two previous questions. As Cynthia said, the answer to those two questions was the same.
All because Vivian is the daughter of the goddess of misfortune.
But soon, Eros thought of the last question he asked, which Cynthia had not explained clearly to him.
So why is Vivian's strength so low? Eros immediately repeated his question.
Cynthia reached out and placed her hand on the back of Eros's hand. Her voice was soft and soft, like a low hum:
"This is because everything she had has been washed away by the river of time, and now she needs to start over."
"That's why I didn't recognize her as Atropos at first, because her appearance and figure were nothing like Atropos."
"The only thing that's similar is their temperament when they enter combat mode."
"It's just that she and Atropos had no connection at all before, so I didn't connect the two together."
"It was also today that I sensed the aura of doom from her, and only then did I recognize her as the original Atropos."
So that's how it is. Eros nodded, indicating that he understood, and then turned his gaze to Vivian lying unconscious on the bed.
No wonder Vivian’s spiritual intuition is so strong, it turns out that the true spirit of a god has merged into her soul.
As Eros was sighing in his heart, Cynthia leaned softly in Eros' arms, her fair cheeks flushed, her soft and plump little mouth opened and closed from time to time, exhaling moist and sweet breath, which made Eros' neck itchy.
Feeling Cynthia's moist breath, Eros looked at Vivian sleeping peacefully and said casually as if chatting:
"Vivian has seen you before. Do you think she will recognize you?"
Hearing this, Cynthia's body suddenly tensed up, and she couldn't help but open her mouth and bite Eros' shoulder.
After a while, he comforted himself with words he wasn't very confident in:
"That shouldn't be the case. Vivian obviously has no memory of Atropos."
"Otherwise she would have recognized me long ago."
Eros looked down with interest at Cynthia, who looked uneasy and unsure herself, in his arms. He chuckled and said,
"Really? But didn't you say that Doom's true spirit has now merged with Vivian's soul? Since Vivian can't recognize you, what about Doom?"
"He wouldn't look through his own daughter's memories, would he?" Cynthia said with her lips trembling, becoming less and less confident the more she spoke.
If Doom knew about this, she felt like she would be socially dead.
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