"If only I could wield this power too..."
A thought bordering on madness sprouted in his heart:
"Could those unfavorable past events be rewritten?"
"Could the mistakes already made be completely erased?"
"Even..." His thoughts turned even more dangerous:
"Could those enemies that should never have existed be entirely erased from history?"
The temptation brought on by such thoughts was as seductive as the whispers of an abyss.
But just as this idea was about to fully occupy his reason, a clear, cold voice struck like a bolt out of the blue:
"Ron, put away those dangerous thoughts."
Aselia's Dragon Shadow slowly manifested in the room.
Though it appeared illusory due to the low magic environment, ancient dragon eyes burned with a warning flame:
"I've seen too many Wizards meet their doom because of such thoughts."
"The ultimate form of power is redefining reality itself.
But the cost of this power is often the disappearance of the wielder."
