Chapter 2302: Master of his destiny
Cain’s eyes glowed with brilliant scarlet light as he focused on the Three Moons. The Flow and the Power of Chaos rippled through his perception, allowing him to sense their strength clearly. Individually, each presence was overwhelming. Together, as their auras fused into a single, harmonious pressure, there was no doubt left in his mind—they were Alpha-Omega Overgod entities.
Yet that was not what made his expression sharpen.
There was something else beneath their power, something far more fundamental. A frequency he had felt before, twice in his long journey. They took the form of an old man and a young child with red eyes, and they were good friends and allies.
Cain’s gaze hardened.
"You are not people," he said calmly. "You are a World Will."
For the first time since their appearance, the Three Moons reacted.
Sharpness flickered across their three faces, followed by slow, knowing smiles.
"As expected of the Prophesied Hero," the Past spoke, her voice heavy with ancient resonance. "Your eyes can perceive the true nature of our existence."
The Present followed smoothly, her tone steady and measured. "Yet you see only part of the truth. We are not a World Will—not entirely."
The Future spoke last, her voice distant and cold. "We are fragments. Shards of the will of the Crimson World, broken during the Great War."
Cain did not interrupt.
"We drifted through the realms for countless eons," the Past continued, "until we gained form and awareness."