Mystery: Lucky

The so-called "umbilical cord" actually refers to the tributary that belongs to you in the long river of destiny.

Now that she is conscious, Alice, who is in the river, finally understands the real danger of the long river of fate - getting lost.

Everyone who steps into the long river of destiny will be lost under the rush of the river, unless he can find the tributary that belongs to him!

The ones who can do this are the angels of the "destiny" path. In ritual after ritual, they make their own tributary stand out, and also allow themselves to stay awake for a short time in the long river of destiny. The combination of the two allows them to successfully find their own tributary.

Before this, Alice believed that she could find it, because theoretically, she had actually skipped the middle process and entered the final step - she had merged with the tributary that belonged to her. What she had to do next was to become independent from the long river of fate in a certain sense.

But, but…

She pushed the river water in front of her away with her hands. The turbulent water reflected the progress of the potion's digestion, but Alice didn't care about that because she finally realized what the power of the "Key of Light" that remained in her body was used for.

Right at this moment, right here, she saw countless points of light emerging from her body, each of which recorded a scene.

She saw herself picking up the Beyonder characteristic of "Lucky One" and swallowing it. She saw herself pulling the captain and crying that she didn't want to study. She saw herself closing her eyes tightly the moment Klein appeared...

She saw Ince Zangwill take out her heart, she saw herself reaching out a hand from the grave, she saw herself telling Charlie King the name of Briar Rose...

She saw herself knocking on Evelyn's door for the first time, she saw the captain calling out "Your Excellency" in front of her, she saw herself crushing the flower in front of Winfred...

These, these...

These are my fates!

Enlightenment rose in Alice's heart, and she saw the light spots that carried her destiny gathering together and turning into a silvery-white river that merged into the mighty river.

Then, the warmth and comfort disappeared, and in their place came the familiar feeling of suffocation.

Just like in the distant memory, the feeling of suffocation she felt when she first stepped into the long river of fate.

This feeling did not last long, because the river that belonged to her had already merged into the long river of destiny, which caused a wave and pushed Alice out of the long river of destiny.

——She was in the spirit world again.

Alice stood there in a daze, she raised her hands in confusion, and at this moment, she finally understood what was wrong with her.

——Before today, her destiny did not exist in the long river of destiny of this world!

Her destiny has always been up to her, or maybe it doesn't exist at all. It was just written in... written in?

Alice opened her eyes wide, and remembered what the goddess had said to her when she had risen from the grave:

"An unknown existence has erased the original owner of this body from fate and inserted your fate into it."

"That's how I came to be..." She whispered, "I am the destiny that was stuffed in... Ha, so Amon really stole my destiny back then?"

Alice clenched her fists, then slowly opened them, lowered her eyes and muttered to herself:

"Whether it's the role-playing tips or the auxiliary materials of Sequence 2... Actually, your only purpose is to let me step into the long river of destiny before drinking the 'Prophet' potion... right?

"Only then can I truly find my own path in this chaotic fate and truly write my own story... Or, to put it another way - only then can I truly belong to this world, and only then can I truly be with you...

“…indivisible.

“After all, everything has divinity, but there is no divinity in my soul. I am not the original creation at all... hehe.

“So, I actually…

"I originally just wanted to ignore everything and drink Will Auceptin's blood, or just swallow the Beyonder Characteristics without caring about the auxiliary materials or the role... Ha.

"Is this the source of your confidence? No matter how many choices I have, no matter how many ways out I have, you are sure that I will choose the one that is most beneficial to you? You..."

After a long sigh, Alice left the spirit world without saying anything.

…

Inside St. Samuel's Church, Alice looked at Archbishop Anthony who had finally come to the ground, looked around curiously, and asked:

"How did you get up here?"

"The war situation is serious and there are many things that need to be dealt with," Anthony Stevenson nodded at Alice. "What are you planning to do this time?"

"I'm here to get something," Alice replied, "I remember I left several 'Prophet' seals here, as well as a Beyonder characteristic..."

"Yes." Anthony nodded.

"I'm here to get that extraordinary characteristic." Alice replied.

Archbishop Anthony suddenly understood. He nodded and said:

"In that case, go down and find Ms. Arianna, and she will take you into the Chanis Gate..."

"Wait, who?" Alice was confused.

"Ms. Arianna," Anthony repeated.

"...So," Alice's expression was a little hesitant, "You're not underground because someone robbed your office?"

Anthony's expression froze for a moment, and then he spoke calmly:

"Ms. Arianna doesn't often stay here. Today is just a coincidence."

Alice didn't say anything. She went underground half-believingly and found Ms. Arianna in Anthony's original office. Then, under the guidance of this "secret servant", she retrieved her belongings.

As she left with the book, she asked out of curiosity, "Where's Leonard? Uh, do you know him?"

"If you mean the new captain of the Red Gloves, I know him," Arianna replied calmly, "He applied for a mission to Tingen City, saying that he wanted to go back and see his former companions and captain."

"Oh~" Alice nodded, "Visiting relatives at public expense!"

Arianna glanced at her and asked without answering:

"Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"No more." Alice shook her head honestly.

Arianna nodded and looked at her calmly. After a few breaths, Alice realized that this was an order to leave, so she tentatively said:

"Then I'm leaving."

"Yeah." Arianna responded steadily.

Alice didn't say anything more. She left Saint Samuel's Cathedral with her sealed Beyonder Characteristics and went to find Klein again.

Klein was a little surprised when he saw her. After looking her up and down, he breathed a sigh of relief and said,

"I thought you wouldn't make it back, and I was thinking about how to explain Miss Destiny's disappearance to everyone tomorrow."

"I haven't been away for many days..." Alice calculated the date. "But if I go back now to get promoted, you'd better continue to think of how to explain it... Maybe I won't wake up during the meeting tomorrow."

“…Okay.” Klein’s mouth twitched. “If you really haven’t woken up yet, I’ll tell you the truth.”

"Give me some face!" Alice widened her eyes.

"So, you have digested the potion?" Klein changed the subject.

Alice nodded and said:

"That's really hard to digest... I really didn't think about clarifying my own path before, and I didn't expect this method of clarifying it..."

"What?" Klein asked curiously.

"I want to tell you," Alice gave Klein a polite smile, "I have registered a household registration in this world."

"?" Klein looked at her in confusion.

Alice smiled, but avoided answering the question and asked him a question:

"Klein, you said...

"If my destiny wasn't originally here, then after I died... theoretically speaking, could I have gone back if I had just died cleanly?"

“???” Klein looked as if he had seen a ghost. “Have you finally seen through the mundane world and understood life and death?”

"...That's not the case," Alice pressed her brows, "Help me get Will's blood out first, I'm too lazy to move."

She spoke in a manner that indicated she didn't want to talk. Upon hearing that, Klein didn't say anything more and just performed the ceremony according to her instructions.

Will Auceptin's silver blood gathered into a small pool on the skin of unknown origin. Alice picked it up and poured it onto the book she had placed on the ground - the extraordinary characteristics of "Cassandra".

Under Klein's horrified eyes, a purple smoke instantly rose up, covering their vision. The smoke condensed and formed one picture after another. Alice looked intently and saw the familiar scene again.

It was still that tall black tower, it was still that giant white snake coiling on top of the tower, it was still her walking up to it, and it was still that pair of gaping bloody mouths.

This no longer caused any waves, and Alice had already realized what it was - this was clearly a false prophecy of the "prophet"!

There's no way she would care about this kind of thing, but Klein... Oh my god, Klein!

Alice was horrified and looked at Klein through the smoke. Flesh buds were emerging from his face one after another, falling to the ground from time to time and turning into transparent worms one after another.

Still moving...hiss, should I go up and pick one up? No wait, this is a sign of losing control!

Alice suddenly reacted, her face changed, a silvery-white river began to flow, the purple smoke gathered again, and the pool of silver liquid returned to the skin.

“I saw it…” Klein, who had regained his human form, raised his head in a daze.

"You saw yourself die?" Alice rolled her eyes at him.

Klein looked at her in surprise. Alice said with a soft "tsk" and told him:

“Not just you, but anyone who gets an item related to the ‘prophet’ will see the first prophecy that they will die.

"I have seen myself dead countless times. If you want to see, I have placed a few items in St. Samuel's Cathedral. I will take you to see them?

"Given the complexity of your fate, you might be able to develop different ways to die..."

“No need,” Klein declined Alice’s offer. “You won’t be like this in the future, will you? You don’t say anything when we meet, and you tell me there’s going to be a bloody disaster today?”

"I can tell you're inexperienced," Alice rolled her eyes at him. "You said such an accurate date, but what if it doesn't work? How can I cheat...oh wait, I'm not a liar, sorry."

Klein pressed his brows, feeling an indescribable sense of powerlessness.

Seeing this, Alice quickly put away the bag of silver liquid, and holding "Cassandra" she said to Klein:

"I'm going back to make the potion. Bye!"

She disappeared from the spot, and when she reappeared, it was in her own study.

Finally, there was no one else here. Alice put the book on the table, and in the spirit of keeping her extraordinary characteristics in mind, she once again poured Will Auceptin's blood on it.

There is no need to mention the way of death in the purple smoke. Alice has indeed seen it many times and is no longer surprised by it. She just can't wait to look at the finished potion.

It was a purple, quicksand-like viscous substance with a particularly clear golden crack in the middle, like a river splitting the earth.

Alice lowered her head and took a deep breath. The sticky quicksand turned into smoke and poured into her body. In an instant, Alice felt her spirituality leap up - she saw the long river of destiny again.

The surging river water brought a suffocating feeling of drowning, but this time, all directions were no longer the same. One direction became special in Alice's perception - although this direction seemed to be constantly changing.

Alice subconsciously wanted to go in that direction, but the rush of the river water made it difficult for her to move. When she was distressed, strands of silk threads peeled off from the long river of fate and entangled around her.

That is - one tributary after another.

Those threads entangled her, wrapped her, and made her unable to breathe. They were no different from the other threads that gathered into rivers. The only difference was that they dragged her and took her in a certain direction.

Each of them seemed to have a different purpose, dragging themselves, and Alice felt as if her spirituality was about to be split into countless pieces. She couldn't help but curse out loud:

"Don't you have a unified plan?"

This sound was actually useful. The dragging stopped, and the silk threads tentatively gathered their strength in a direction that kept changing but no one objected.

——That is the direction of her destiny.

Only then did Alice understand the essence of the "Prophet" ritual and the use of the so-called "resonance point" - if there was no unified direction, she would have been torn to pieces just now.

This is really scary. It must be painful. After all, Klein was torn when he became a "trickster"...

While she was daydreaming, she was finally dragged to her destination. Then, Alice skillfully sank her body and passed through the overlapping colors, returning to the real world and her own body.

Now, she is a true "prophet". (End of this chapter)