"Joshua, what is it that you actually want? To fight? To hope? Or could it be that you love the Multiverse…"
As the infinite being darted towards the edge of origins, countless prayers and longing for him reverberated.
"Joshua, are the Infinite and the Eternal your goals? If not, why were you born unto this world?"
Most of the prayers and thoughts were meaningless static. Compared to prayers for salvation, it was better to move out and take action: the endless Evil Gods were tools that the Wise One of the Future used to extracted all memories from the Multiverse and a part of himself, which was why after every Wise One had left for the Root of the Multiverse, the rest had to depend on themselves to repel the instincts of a part of the Wise One's own body.
It was the advantage that the Wise One of Future possessed by occupying the primitive ages, a trial that all life in the Multiverse—including the Wise Ones who would later ascend—could not escape.
