"What you just experienced should have been a time turbulence; the Original Plane was created at the dawn of creation."
"By a stroke of luck, that power allowed you to flow upstream against the River of Time, sending you back to countless ages ago."
He spoke with a sense of poignancy.
"The Mother Goddess who nurtured us was destroyed by a giant eye after we left... it should be the eye you saw."
"That it fell into your hands now is indeed an unexpected surprise."
"If it were someone else, I would take it back, but Lear, I won't; I believe you will not let the Mother Goddess down."
Although she no longer needed the Chaos Grass, as it was the source of her being, any Divine Spirit would demand its return.
But Lear was the exception.
He gave him a deep look and did not dwell on the subject, his tone rising slightly.
"Lear, I have already broken through to become a Main God, and I no longer need to control the temple."
