Chapter 205. Glimpse of History and Future
Art stuttered, his lips trembling. "W-What do you mean by that? How could these... beings make the universe—"
But the moment the words left his mouth, he faltered.
Silence crept in, gnawing at the edges of his thoughts. He realized how idiotic the question sounded. Why couldn’t they have created the universe? What did he actually know about them? About the cosmos? About any of this?
His breath hitched. The weight of his ignorance settled like a stone in his chest.
Fyudor, who had been watching him with that infuriating calmness, let out a snicker. It wasn’t mocking. More amused. "You’re smart, Art. Smarter than most. You should’ve figured this out from the beginning. Anyway... like I said, these Great Old Ones they’re the architects of everything. They made the world, the stars, the void. That’s the truth."
He paused for a moment, leaning forward.
"And the one who glimpsed that truth... the only human who ever did... was the man who created the ★ System. The strongest being in our history. The one who laid the very foundation of what we now rely on."
Art’s eyes widened. A chill ran down his spine. He had come here to understand history. But this—?
This wasn’t history. This was despair. Each passing moment, each passing knowledge was dimming his hopes of defeating those incomprehensible beings.
He mumbled without thinking. "Then... there’s no hope..."
Fyudor looked at him with a strange softness in his gaze. "I heard from Celia what happened... what Cassius did." His voice dropped to a near whisper. "It was a foolish mistake on his part. But it’s done. We can only lament now."
Art didn’t respond. His throat had gone dry. Because he felt the person who had oppressed him all his life, acted like a high and mighty figure all through his life... Dreading. He could feel it in the way Fyudor’s posture tensed, in the pause before he continued speaking.