Lucien stood in silence for a long time.
He did not know whether the thought should make him feel insignificant or terrifyingly important.
Alanthuriel looked at him quietly.
Seeing Lucien so speechless, the Abyssal Arch-Lord continued.
"Before they could make that timeline the main timeline, I locked the Prime Continuum."
Lucien's gaze slowly focused.
Alanthuriel's voice remained calm.
"They believed it was the best timeline. But I do not think so."
Alanthuriel looked down at Lootwell.
"I have watched the main timeline longer than any of the other Arch-Lords. I watched its failures. Its accidents. Its improbable mercies. Its contradictions. Its stubbornness."
His eyes shifted toward Lucien.
"I have better judgment than them."
That was said with such quiet certainty that Lucien almost laughed despite the pressure in his chest.
He breathed out slowly.
The best timeline did not mean the correct timeline.
That mattered.
