Death... and me

[As the paths of destiny connect to each other, so do the paths of the hosts with the Universe. By following one's roots, the hosts have arrived at the karmic conjecture of destiny. Accept your fate or defy it. Ultimately, the host can not deny it.]

[New Quest: Follow this path and find the source of the calamity. As for what to do with it, that will depend on the hosts' own choices.]

[Time: Unlimited]

[Destiny Points Reward: To be calculated upon quest conclusion]

[Failure Conditions: None]

[Title Reward: Calamity Manipulators]

The twins were taken aback by the system's voice. It had been a very long time since it gave a quest. Of course, not counting the quests related to the Fragments of the Universe. 

*Click!*

However, they didn't have time to think about it as the locket now opened. "This is..."

Inside, there was a very old picture, already all yellowed due to its age. Yet, there seemed to be some kind of power over the picture that prevented it from being damaged. It was the same power that kept the locket closed. "It doesn't make any sense..." Rean couldn't help but mention.

Roan nodded, not understanding it either. Although the picture in the locket was small, with their eyes, it was possible to see that it had thousands of lines. Still, they didn't form any kind of specific shape. "I can't figure it out either."

Turen pondered a bit before looking at Hamarlia. "Honey, could you take out your locket as well?"

Hamarlia nodded and took the locket being held with a small chain around her neck. Sure enough, this locket was basically the perfect copy of the locket that was given to Rean and Roan by Rana. However, Rean, Roan, Turen, and Kentucky could immediately feel the same faint power around it. "We have never noticed it before."

Turen knew why. "Before, I only had my own avatar's perception, and I didn't even control it. Naturally, I would fail to perceive something like this. The same thing happened to you back then. You didn't have the necessary cultivation to perceive it either."

"It quite bothers me seeing you all talking like that," hamarlia complained. It was obvious that their group was now relying on their cultivation to make those conjectures. She, on the other hand, was just too weak. Rean and Roan provided her with resources, while Turen gave his knowledge. Thanks to that, hamarlia had already reached the Foundation Establishment Realm. Still, compared to those four monsters in front of her, that was truly nothing at all.

Still, she began to do the same actions and movements as before, working with the three small pins on the locket. After a few moments, it started.

*Click, clack, clack, clack...*

Finally, it also opened, showing a similar picture to the locket that was given to the twins by Rana. It's just that they form two different images... if they could be called images at all. They still couldn't see any sense in the pictures.

Yet, only a few seconds passed when suddenly, both images began to resonate with each other. The lockets faintly shined with a golden light, creating a small projection in mid-air. Those two projections merged together, forming a 3D image that seemed to be part of a map.

Everyone's expression was quite wondrous. It is one thing for Rana's locket to have some kind of secret. After all, she is a Fairy Queen and lived in the Realm of Gods longer than the twins themselves. It would make sense if she had stumbled into a few secrets.

However, the problem was Hamarlia's locket. How did this thing, which is obviously linked to Rana's locket, end in the hands of her family in the Mortal Realm? What kind of ancestor did Hamarlia have to put his or her hands on this thing. Better than that, perhaps it was this ancestor who created the lockets? No one could tell for sure.

"This is definitely a map... but it is incomplete," Roan finally spoke. "It is impossible to tell where it leads with just this much. The Realm of Gods is ridiculously big. Not to mention, we have the Underworld and the Heavens as well. "

Rean then added. "Underworld? Heavens? Realm of Gods? Your range is too small. It might also be somewhere in the Mortal Realm. Hell, perhaps it is even on the other half of the Universe."

"I just don't understand why Rana left after leaving it behind," Turen suddenly commented. "Would it have been better if she had waited? Also, why did she only deliver it now? Why didn't she give you this locket back when you met her for the first time in the Realm of Gods?"

Rean and the others went silent. There were too many questions, but no answer.

Rean then looked at his mother. "Mom, did your grandfather tell you anything about the origin of this thing?"

Hamarlia quickly shook her head. "No. Back then, when he gave me this, he just told me his own grandfather passed it to him and that it was a heirloom. His own grandfather had received it from his mother, who also received it from her mother, who received it from her father, and so on and so forth... or so I was told. Other than that, he emphasized it was extremely important to keep it going down the line, nothing else. For me, it is more like a keepsake of my grandfather that I loved very much."

"What about your parents, Lady Hamarlia?" Kentucky couldn't help but ask, seeing she received it from her grandfather instead of her mother or father.

"They died when I was very young," she replied. "That's why my grandfather was the one to give me this. Otherwise, it would probably have been my parents instead."

Rean scratched the back of his head and shook it in the end. "Forget it! I give up! I can't see how we can use these two to find anything."

Everyone nodded, helpless at the lack of information.

However, Kentucky remembered something. "This thing is connected to your family, isn't it? That means your bloodline. In the Realm of Gods, we have many things that can be bound by one's blood. Have you tried to drop some on it?"

Everyone looked at Kentucky, surprised. "Since when did you get this smart?"

"Fuck you!" Kentucky answered straight away.