Huh? Are they all real?.

"Brother, what did you just say?"

He felt that the answer he had been searching for all his life was right before his eyes.

Moen looked at him with a slightly puzzled expression and said:

"I said I can't say you're wrong."

"No, not that. It's the sentence after that. It's about you. How do you address your mother?"

Moen asked, puzzled:

"Original, is there anything wrong with this?"

The somewhat puzzled answer sounded like thunder to Prophet.

He grabbed Moen's hands with immense excitement and said:

"Ah—! Ah—!"

Prophet Helios is a god who sees into the future and the past, and he was originally given the responsibility of guiding the confused forward.

However, despite possessing such power, he has never been able to see through his mother, who bestowed upon him this power, and his brother.

And after losing his eyes, which were almost everything to him.

But he found the answer instead.

The eldest sons always referred to the original as their mother.

But their elder brother never said that.

The mother never said that it was her child.

Of course, the original author never said they were his children.

Originally, they simply said that they were created by themselves and told themselves the responsibilities they were to bear.

Everything in this world is a great creation of our mother.

However, the eldest sons also remembered that at the beginning of creation, their elder brother had always accompanied their mother in creating everything.

"So that's how it is, so that's how it is."

Having finally found the answer, Prophet couldn't stop repeating this sentence.

But this only made Moen more puzzled:

"What are you talking about? What do you mean by this?"

Moen knew that Prophet must have discovered something very important.

Prophet had no intention of answering; he simply muttered to himself with immense self-mockery after discovering the answer.

"No wonder Mother was so angry, no wonder she only cared about you, no wonder she never even looked at us properly. So that's how it is!"

"The answer is so simple, yet none of us noticed it."

"We were so stupid, and we made so many mistakes."

Seeing that Prophet had not answered his question, he realized that Prophet was still not responding.

Moen had no choice but to grab his shoulder and say:

"Brother, please answer me, what exactly do you know?"

With only empty eye sockets remaining, Prophet stared blankly at Moen and said:

“We are not brothers. And, elder brother, this is the last time I will address you as such.”

It was at this moment that Moen realized something.

Are you stating a fact, or...?

"It's true, that's all."

Prophet murmured in response to Moen, pushing away Moen's hand that was holding his.

Then he collapsed onto the cold lunar ring.

"Now that I know the answer, I have nothing left to regret. So, let me stay here alone and await death."

Looking at Prophet lying on the lunar ring, Moen glanced at him with a complicated expression, then nodded slightly and prepared to leave.

Before Moen left.

The goddesses seated on their thrones atop the lunar ring began to depart one by one.

It started with Ansa, then Darkmoon, the Holy Lance, the Three Sisters, the Witch, the Shadow Sun, and finally the Holy Tree.

Hidden beneath the shadowy veil, she took one last look at Moen and Prophet before leaving like the rest of the group.

"I'm leaving now. Without my protection, you'll likely die immediately after I'm gone. So, is there anything you want to do or say?"

Prophet, now a mortal, was still alive in space entirely thanks to Moen and the lunar ring beneath his feet.

As for Moen's question...

He simply said, with a self-deprecating smile:

“A creation that goes against one’s will is indeed something that should be thrown into the trash heap.”

It was a bit nonsensical, but for him it was an absolutely perfect summary.

"Is this the only one?"

After waiting for a while, Prophet did not respond.

Moen then really left.

In the correct historical account, the last eldest son finally came to the end of his long life.

Of the three creations at the beginning of creation—the eldest son who guided order, the second son who maintained order, and the world that bore the order—only this equally imperfect world remained.

-

After taking one last look at the somewhat surreal starry sky.

Moen embarked on his journey back to the Human Union.

The matter of Prophet is over.

He also reclaimed the crucial prophetic uniqueness.

That is.

Moen took a monocle from his pocket.

This wasn't the first time he had witnessed the uniqueness of a prophet, but this was the first time he had seen it in this way.

It's one of the few things that can make Moen smile these days.

Moen, unable to resist playing with it for a moment, then put it on his right eye.

Moen wanted to say a few classic lines.

But a moment later, facing the vast starry sky, he listlessly took off his monocle.

Compared to the so-called human-connected time travelers, he was the true outsider.

Only he himself knows the true meaning behind any nostalgia or tribute he may have for his hometown.

He was the only one who would show his delight at something that caught his eye.

Looking at the monocle in my hand.

Moen suddenly looked up at the endless starry sky in front of him.

As a demigod, he was now qualified to set foot in the starry sky.

So, once he becomes a god and resolves the trouble he caused here...

Could we try to find our way home?

Many people may find it puzzling that time travelers want to go home.

However, homesickness is a genuine emotion that no one living away from home can abandon.

This doesn't even make any sense.

Once this idea came to mind, it became an uncontrollable force in Moen's thoughts.

At that very moment, the entire starry sky began to twinkle.

However, this magnificent scene lasted only a moment before returning to calm.

Because Moen sensed something unusual in his arms.

A deeper, more eerie blue glow, more akin to the blood of Prophet, was emanating from his chest.

Take it out.

It is Moen's pocket watch.

The cracks on the dial are still very noticeable.

Moen was instantly distracted and had no other thoughts.

The pocket watch gave him a tremendous second chance.

He not only had to ensure it wouldn't happen again, but he also had to find a way to repair the pocket watch.

In Moen's view, there are only two most likely solutions he can come up with right now.

One option is to awaken the primordial, but that's a last resort because it's impossible to determine what the consequences of awakening the primordial would be.

It might be nothing at all, or it might be a complete restart.

The other is to reclaim his divine status, which he had hidden in the spirit world as a trump card.

Compared to the first method, the advantage of this one is that it is easy to do, but the disadvantage is that Moen cannot guarantee that he can successfully repair the pocket watch.

The pocket watch was the only thing in the world that was beyond his comprehension.

Even the strange tales and histories that had almost completely disappeared from his memory were still within his understanding.

"Don't worry, I'll fix you no matter what. But, is there something you want to tell me?"

In the past, a pocket watch emitting a glow meant that it was about to take him away.

But Moen remembered that, according to the pattern, the pocket watch was supposed to take him back to the Human Union this time.

But aren't I already in the People's Federation?

Moen looked towards the beautiful planet in the distance.

Or is such a distance also within the conditions for separation?

Moen didn't know the answer to that question.

However, soon the blue light from the pocket watch completely enveloped Moen.

As the light faded, Moen became certain of his thoughts.

Well, that distance is within the pocket watch's range.

Before Moen's eyes was no longer the boundless starry sky and the enormous blue celestial body.

It was the People's Union Building, which Moen was very familiar with.

Even before Moen stepped out of the deserted alley, he heard a somewhat familiar voice:

"Wait, you are...you are His Majesty the Sword and Shield King? What are you doing here?!"

Moen looked in the direction of the sound and saw a middle-aged man surrounded by a group of bodyguards in black suits, looking at Moen in surprise.

After staring at his face and thinking hard for a moment, Moen finally remembered who he was.

One of the ten members of the SUPP Council.

He is also one of the most powerful people in the world.

He didn't wait for Moen to answer him.

Moen saw him break out in a cold sweat as if he had suddenly realized something.

A moment later, he pushed past his bodyguards, walked up to Moen, and bowed his head, saying:

"Your Majesty, you've discovered it, haven't you?"