She hadn't taken action for nearly a hundred years, and many of the new generation of Transcendents had forgotten about such a person.
Leaving the Summer Palace, Roland gazed thoughtfully at the black and white gem in his palm.
He found it hard to describe the color of this gem with words, as the black and white hues continuously shifted; even when staring at one spot, his brain and eyes perceived different colors.
The destruction representing death and the rebirth representing hope were fused in a very peculiar way within this gem, which was also the new path Sofia had embarked upon.
Covered in thorns and blood, it would far surpass the path of the Three Goddesses once fully successful.
Roland put away the gem, not intending to give it to his unnamed great-grandchild.
It was clear that Sofia had given it to him, worried that he wouldn't accept a gift for no reason, and thus used the so-called great-grandchild's birth as an excuse.
