Chapter 190: Those Falling Have Wings (3)
“Keter,” murmured Alkione, the Godfather of Liqueur. He was in the darkness, but not entirely. Specks of light dotted the void around him, as though he were one with the universe.
“Keter...” he said again, almost affectionately.
Of course, Keter wasn’t standing in front of him. Keter was currently in a carriage heading toward Sefira, but Alkione spoke as if he were right there, continuing the conversation alone.
“Anyone can experience coincidence, but if a coincidence happens twice, it’s inevitable. If it’s three times, it’s destiny.”
Alkione pressed his hands together. Between them, a miniature world bloomed, and within it, a carriage ran down a road—the Sefira carriage.
“Keter, you’ve now changed the future three times. That proves you are the pioneer I’ve been searching for.”
“A pioneer will be born in Liqueur.”
That was the prophecy handed down from Alkione’s ancestors. The pioneer was the one who was going to change the world—the one who was going to lead the Ragnarok.
However, prophecies were incomplete; they showed the outcome, not the process. No one—not even the prophet—knew when the pioneer would be born. All they could do was wait an indefinite amount of time. Still, the former Godfather and Alkione had waited, even if it was for eternity; that was how valuable the pioneer was.
The pioneer is the incarnation of Ragnarok: the one who changes the world.
In every great war, such as the great war of gods and dragons, or the great war of humans and gods, there had been a pioneer who led it. With each war, the world changed.
After the Great Dragon-God War, the defeated dragons were sealed away by the gods, and from their lands humans were born. After the Great Demon-God War, the gods were defeated by humans, who were finally freed from divine control.