Harvey's forlorn smile let Amberser know that his guess was true.
Prophecy, a power so formidable it was as if endowed by Deity itself.
If you cannot see it, a foreseeable future is bound to happen.
Because fate cannot be changed, prophecy is powerful enough.
So, the biggest issue is, when you foresee your own death, no matter how hard you try, it is merely futile struggling.
Death will come precisely as you have seen it, without fail or delay even to the second.
Not even the Deities could save you.
"How much longer is there?" Amberser asked Harvey.
Harvey said with a sigh, "Probably less than two months. I can't see it that precisely, but since I've met my mentor here, I reckon there aren't many days left."
"Have you been waiting for me here all this time?" Amberser asked.
