Chapter 388 The Codex of Worlds Revelation to the Golden Witch
Location: Between the Unwoven Spirals
Time: Countless. Between pulse and silence
Joanna's footsteps echoed softly on the nameless streets, creating a magical resonance in the empty space around her. The ground she walked upon was not earth, but strands of intertwining time—thin threads shimmering in golden and blue hues, as if reflecting light from an unseen realm. Each of her steps resembled the ticking of a clock, dancing in the infinite play of light, forming a mosaic of time and space in an unspoken harmony that felt surreal.
She walked in silence, yet with each step, she gently rearranged hidden pathways. Every breath she took seemed to recalibrate the pulse of reality, creating a new rhythm amidst the quiet.
In this stillness, time listened and observed; secrets of history whispered into the ear of the universe, while light seemed to choose to linger in every corner, recounting stories buried within unexpected whirlpools, waiting to be uncovered.
She is the Guardian of the Spiral. The Golden Sorceress. Witch of Time.
From the gentle and mysterious void, a voice flowed quietly: not sudden, not loud. It was simply present... like a soft whisper from a time that never existed, as if carrying a message from another dimension.
"Joanna," the voice whispered softly, breaking the silence that enveloped her surroundings.
Beta appeared from the left side—seemingly having just emerged from the very fabric of reality itself, with an aura that framed his stunning presence.
His face was as usual: neither old nor young, reflecting a time unbound by norms. His cloak was made of fragments of choices unmade, revealing countless details of missed destinies. In his eyes, a silvery-blue flash sparkled, as if gazing at all possibilities at once, like galaxies drowned in a single gaze.
"It is time for you to know... why this world is divided. And why you must keep moving forward, even when the world has forgotten you."