'Solis? Why me? Who is she? Why did you bring me into this world?' Sylvester shouted in his dream-like world. 'What do you want from me?'
But he received only angry insults. 'Weak!' Pathetically weak! You are a fish living in a pond, not knowing there is an ocean outside. Don't make me regret it, my bard. Until now, I've kept you in my best regards!'
'Tell me who that girl is, at least.' Sylvester asked.
'She is your destiny. She is your key to the future. She is the nexus of your entire life. But only when the time is right shall fate prevail. You are naive, child—You have no idea about the world's scale—So mend your ways and mind, or be prepared to painfully fail.'
The vision started to become blurry again.
Sylvester couldn't accept that. 'Are you really Solis? Why bring me here? What's so special about me? Why can I create a halo?'
'When the time comes, everyone, to the truth, succumbs.'
