"I am no longer the Prophet."
The white-haired Pioneer gazed into other dimensions, set his eyes on his second target.
Eternal Wind, Lord Takagi, Averlyn Qingye.
The woman who craved freedom and refused to be bound stood between the Sun and Mercury Star, feeling the surge and flow of those solar wind particles in the void of space, unexpectedly finding her heart in complete Tranquility.
Just like this, without the need for other minds, free from the clutter of the self, simply existing as a power that was meant to be, an eternal and unceasing motion.
"Do you know me so well?" She turned her head, looking at the young man with white hair stepping out of space-time: "Is this the Heavenly Father's power? Did you see all my past to choose such a future for me?"
"Not just the past," Ian replied. "I have seen your future too, in countless possibilities, I have helped you, defeated you, killed you, replaced you."
