Neither Masain nor even Captain Bruno, who had some vague understanding of Sungjin’s condition, would have been able to guess what exactly he was looking at right now.
The things Sungjin was seeing at that moment were scenes that were reality and yet, at the same time, not reality.
Like a salmon instinctively defying gravity, his gaze completely ignored the laws of physics as it raced ceaselessly toward the past and future.
Rather than looking at the storm-tossed surface of the lake, he saw clouds from the distant past that would someday become tiny raindrops.
‘The conflict began with the [Primordial Covenant]…….’
Rather than wondering about the lakebed hidden beneath the ripples, he saw the marshland of the distant future, where the source of the water had one day vanished and all manner of aquatic life had settled into sediment.
‘Was it because of the sense of betrayal he felt then? He decided that even if it meant falling so far as to become a vessel for the Demon King, he would destroy Delcross. Sooner or later, that decision is going to be made, and at this point, even spending a considerable amount of Causality probably won’t stop it.’
All these sights were the lake itself, and yet at the same time they were not the lake.
No one in the world could possibly understand Sungjin’s mysterious gaze.
Except for one person—
Only Nate, another Oracle like him, could vaguely infer Sungjin’s thoughts through fragmented shards of the future.
The interstitial space of the Ancient Dragon, where the [Council of Six] was often convened.
Having been urgently summoned by the Elder, Nate was paying no attention…