Ren was silent for a moment, and when he discerned that the two wouldn't tell him anymore, he leaned back and sighed.
Instead of clearing some things, speaking to them only added to the list of things in his mind.
"Then can you at least tell me about this original and evolution thing?" Ren bargained.
"That . . ." Joker briefly looked at Angelica, and when the latter nodded, he went on. "If you reincarnated, then you're an original. You probably know by now that there are multiverses, right?"
Ren nodded. He was still having difficulty swallowing that information.
"There are multiple 'you' living in this multiverse, but these are merely copies," explained Angelica. "According to the knowledge that I accumulated throughout my reincarnation. These copies don't have the ability to reincarnate. They simply die and cease to exist."
A heavy silence descended between them, and Joker was the first to pull his gaze, and he slumped on his seat. "Forget it. I don't want to waste my abilities on you."
He then leaned closer and asked curiously, "On a side note, it's your third time, right? So you must have already acquired that ability. Tell me . . . what will befall of this world and how soon?"
Angelica paused. Her fingers tightened around her teacup.
Her crimson eyes stared at Joker as she uttered with a grim voice.
"Mother Nature's Wrath."
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