Marlon was almost there.
Inez stood at the turning point of her fate.
He was about to go to that very moment to change her tragic fate, reversing everything.
It was like...
a godlike power.
A person's fate was within reach, as if he could flip his palm to decide their misery and happiness.
If he could indeed know everything, he might be truly omnipotent.
That melancholic feeling caught up with him once again.
His desire to save Inez seemed so insignificant in light of the truth he now knew.
His pace slowed down. The change of ordinary people's lives was just a special way of elementary particle movement in the grand universe, a common natural phenomenon throughout the cosmos.
Was death really worth grieving? Did it truly need to be prevented?
A glimpse of white hair appeared in the corner of his eye.
The tall, white-haired beauty wandered aimlessly through the street, not knowing where she was going or what she would face.
But Marlon knew.
He struggled to move forward.
