Karl gathered his invisible will high in the sky, feeling the fresh air of the surrounding night. He silently looked down upon Nasir Town, which was changing more and more.
"In a few decades, Nasir will become a city, and what changes will it undergo in hundreds, thousands of years later?"
At that time, who would still exist in this world?
The longer he existed in his current state, the more he found himself becoming indifferent. Mortals in the world would eventually pass away; that was an unchanging law since ancient times.
Then he shifted his gaze to Fischer Manor, observing the slightly tipsy Irene.
It was almost time.
Just one more year, and Irene would have exhausted all her lifespan. Her soul would return to his side, to fall into a long slumber afterward.
"Our meeting was the beginning of the story, Irene…"