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*]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-[calc(var(--header-height)+min(200px,max(70px,20svh)))]" dir="auto" data-turn-id="request-WEB:0f404184-c9f8-4789-9249-35fb63302b19-214" data-testid="conversation-turn-422" data-scroll-anchor="true" data-turn="assistant"> In the Age of Rebirth, the gods awaken one after another, and the Nine Realms are reshuffled.

“Thank you.” His expression softened. “Take your time.” I slowly moved forward, letting my eyes travel across the collection. Some books looked relatively normal. Others appeared ancient. Several bindings were cracked. A few looked like they might fall apart if I breathed too hard. Some were labeled. Others weren’t. My attention immediately landed on a thick book sitting up very high, not even eye level. Something about it stood out. “Can you grab that one?” Raiden reached up and pulled it free before handing it over. The cover was dark and worn smooth with age. I opened it right where we stood. My brows immediately rose. “This is about prophecies.”

The Rift loomed before us like the throat of some ancient beast—sealed, yes, but seething with unspeakable energy. The rain fell harder the moment we reached its blackened edge, like the land itself was warning us. Water hissed as it touched the scorched stone. Steam rose around the edges of the Rift, curling like ghostly fingers through the trees. Thunder rolled across the mountains. Prince Damian stood just behind me, his cloak plastered to his frame, sword drawn but held low—like even he knew steel wouldn’t help in what we were about to do. Norma stood to my right, holding the leather-bound grimoire I’d retrieved from the palace vault.

An unmarked envelope slid under the academy door at sunrise, its contents shaking the calm they had fought so hard to build. Dane opened it fast and scanned the pages. "Ezra, you need to see this right now. Old notes from the very first enemy. He hid one last experiment group." Ezra read beside him, eyes sharp. "Back at Shadowpeak and the past bites again. We start the new program today anyway. Help wolves who struggle with shifts. Then we handle this surprise together."

As I rise, I release a roar of rage aimed at the heavens and fly high up into the sky above the valley. I'm a dragon?! How is this even possible? I must be dreaming! But something deep inside is telling me this is real, and this was meant to be. Suddenly the words from our family crest pop into my mind, it was a saying that I committed to memory the day I learned the translation. ‘Quamdiu tales esse potes. Cum autem terminos tuos sentio agi. Quum senseris tibi evigilare faciatis intra rem, et tamen non audiam. Princeps autem Draco excitavit.’

He wasn’t interested in these things at all. Or rather, he didn’t have to worry about the problem of getting to Void Shattering at all. Alex had the Chaos Tree in his mind palace, and the Chaos Tree possessed chaotic spiritual energy that could resolve the incomplete rules problem… Deductively speaking, what were the rules? These were all related to the ancient runes. In the Ultimate Book of Medicine, it was written that various rules in the three thousand worlds could all be explained using ancient runes. Hence, as long as Alex fully comprehended ancient runes, would he still need to worry about this? Colton had put the car before the horse.

Magic runes started to appear upon the call of Levi the Envious and Merlin the Necromancer. The runes swirled against each other as if they got a life of their own. Hue of purple shade danced around on the ground’s surface, travelling from one place to another, spreading like a growing vine with the two loyal subordinates as the apex. Both eyes closed, their tongues rolled out to the incantation they prepared. Never had they known that they would be able to use this yet look at them now.

However, every time you reach a major realm, you must fulfill 'Heavenly Dao Level' conditions. After reading the talent description, Sebastian fell into silence for a few seconds, then he was ecstatic! Never did he expect that his talents would change after his rebirth, and "Defying Fate" was an unbeatable talent! Although it offered not just benefits but also risks, for Sebastian, it was nothing he couldn't handle. Great opportunities come with great risks. If he didn't have the heart to face these challenges, he might as well not have been reborn. "The talent has been granted to you. Now you must choose your appearance."

And there's this prophecy that my father's people, a group of hags and cranks called the Synod of Ancyra, think that the child I'm going to give birth to someday is going to be the only way to save our race and give them back the power we once held. Based on this prophecy, to be exact: From the shadows of the ancient Forests, under the moon's darkest veil, a daughter of Sköll shall emerge, her fur as black as night, her spirit intertwined with magic's might. She bears the power to tip the scales, to sow either harmony's bloom or chaos's gales. The Keystone's path, a labrynth of fate, where destinies entwine and the future waits.