Master?
Zhong.
Wu Wang felt that his Dao Heart was somewhat insufficient.
"What Zhong?"
"My name is Chaos, also known as the Eastern Emperor. I am the vessel of time, the defining principle of Heaven and Earth."
The blue-clad 'Wu Wang' spoke softly, a slightly apologetic smile on his lips.
"It is my fault for disturbing you, Master, while you are still growing."
Wu Wang was a bit stunned.
He gazed at the great bell, which was marked with numerous scratches. Its Dao rhythm was exceedingly obscure, yet it felt somewhat familiar.
"Retrospection?"
Zhong answered, "It is I."
Wu Wang murmured, "You... you're influencing the present me from the future?"
"I dare not disturb you, Master," Zhong said softly. "I am merely ensuring that I can be smoothly birthed to execute your will, Master. I was born from your will."
"I don't quite understand," Wu Wang gestured with his hands, not even sure what he himself was trying to convey.
He asked, "Where are you now?"
