Standing in the fourth layer of the Spirit Realm, Cronus recalled the previous conversation and was once again astonished by the ancient god's boundless imagination.
Prophecy could not achieve this, that much was certain. Cronus, as he existed now, was not the same as he had been thousands of years ago; he had developed his own understanding of the present world, of fate, and of all things. He clearly knew what prophecies could and could not do.
But from another perspective, he realized that Laine had never relied on so-called 'Prophecy' to see his destiny; instead, he had used some other method.
However, this only added another layer of mystery to him. The unknown is always more terrifying than the known.
"If I hadn't seen it here, I wouldn't have known that while we were fighting tooth and nail, you still had time to busy yourself with — what, art?"
"Heh, perhaps to you, my father's actions seemed like a performance, especially designed to amuse you."
