After what sounded like Sedna's voice echoed in Yuto's ears, the light screen before him began to contract violently, eventually vanishing without a trace.
Yuto looked at the wall in front of him, an indescribable complex emotion in his eyes.
"Me? Falling into the Primordial Sea? Could this be the reason why my final scene is unchangeable and black?"
Thinking of this, Yuto slowly got up and walked to the window of his room, looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky, silent for a long time.
Yuto stood by the window for a long time, then shook his head after a while, dismissing the somewhat frightening thought that had arisen in his mind.
Actually, the principle is simple: the ability of "plot alteration" brought by this light screen is essentially to "force him into this segment of the plot and give him his rightful place."
For example, when he previously chose the plot content regarding the Judgment of Vasher in "Light Rain Falling as if Without Cause"... these contents were also unselectable.
Because after he decided to become Navia's Licensed Agent in the plot, the Judgment content and related plot options turned gray and became unselectable.
This means that changes in previous plot will affect subsequent events.
It is precisely because of these "influences" that he will be judged as "certain to appear and already having a corresponding position" in the subsequent plot.
Since he has already been judged as "certain to appear," the light screen used to alter his "existence in this plot segment" naturally loses its effect.
And this logic also applies to the "anomaly" that just occurred.
Because he chose to save Bai Song Town in advance, he would inevitably appear in the subsequent plot segment.
This perfectly explains why that plot segment was unselectable.
"As for black... that should be some abstract description, right?"
"After all, Tartaglia also faced endless darkness after falling into the Primordial Sea, and then came the Star-Devouring Whale."
"Moreover, I'm not from Fontaine, how could I be dissolved by primordial sea water?"
And he had never resonated with Lucine Fountain at all.
Even the words he spoke during Vasher's Judgment were just to cover up the fact that he "had a script."
Thinking of this, Yuto shifted his gaze from the moon, skillfully drew the curtains, and lay down on the bed to rest.
In his nearly five hundred years as Assistant Administrator, Yuto learned one thing: never worry about tomorrow's matters in advance—
—especially at night.
Of course, everything related to Furina was an exception.
...
As Yuto's consciousness gradually became hazy, his eyes slowly closed, seemingly sinking into a dream.
However, for someone like Yuto, unexpected occurrences were always commonplace.
Although the frequency of these incidents wasn't as high as the Traveler, who seemed to encounter trouble wherever she went, it was still quite significant.
When Yuto opened his eyes again, the familiar ceiling that should have appeared was not there; instead, there was a viscous darkness.
Yuto, quite calmly, looked at the darkness before him, as if he had long anticipated its appearance.
His sea-blue eyes stared emotionlessly at the viscous darkness, as if waiting for something to emerge from it.
"Hehehehe... don't you know very well? We are actually the same kind~"
As if to confirm Yuto's guess, a sinister voice echoed in his ear.
Almost simultaneously, a dazzling white light flashed within the viscous darkness he had been staring at, and a figure, entirely white, emerged from it.
"He" looked at the expressionless Yuto and continued to laugh sinisterly:
"How about it? Let's rebuild phobos~ As long as the seal is broken, I'll give you the remaining Spiritual Dew, and then..."
The figure said, extending a finger and tapping towards Yuto's heart, then continued:
"Can't you release that confined power?"
"Not only that, I can also help you obtain the power of the trapped Dragon Lord. By then... won't this continent be yours to do as you please?"
Hearing this, Yuto scoffed and shook his head.
"You're even better at drawing a picture than those disgusting capitalists I know... Boethius."
"No, you don't deserve that name."
With that, Yuto lowered his head and began to ponder, as if truly trying to find a suitable name for the figure before him.
After a while, Yuto slightly raised his head, a mocking smile playing on his lips, as if he completely disdained the fellow in front of him.
"'Remurian Malicious Aggregation,' is that what I should call you... no problem, right?"
"Or do you prefer the name 'phobos'?"
Hearing these two names, the white figure in front of him fell silent, then chuckled strangely and said:
"Hehehehe, so what if it is? Those people are simply beyond saving!"
"They resist being ruled, they resist moving towards a better destiny. Since they don't know what's good for them... then kill them! All obstacles on the path of the 'Gold Dream' should be swept clean!"
"You and I are truly like-minded individuals, aren't we? Why don't you understand?"
phobos's words made Yuto raise his head slightly, his sea-blue eyes tinged with pity. Just as he was about to say something...
This viscous darkness was illuminated by another white light.
This sudden white light was even more sacred and intense than the light emitted by "phobos" wearing Boethius's skin.
Yuto instinctively looked towards the light and saw a snow-white Little White Cat.
It... no, he, walked towards the two with elegant cat steps.
Looking at the Little White Cat, Yuto, who possessed the script, naturally knew who this cat was.
The ancestor of the Shadow Hunter, one of the four Great Tuners of Remuria, the Golden Hunter, Cassiodorus.
However, at this moment, he was attached to a Little White Cat named Little Woosh, looking quite adorable.
His pure vertical pupils slightly lifted, looking at the demon wearing his best friend's skin, and said with disgust:
"Get out of his consciousness, phobos!"
"He is not like you; he is loyal to his God, while you... are loyal to your own twisted desires!"
With that, Little Woosh seemed unwilling to waste more words with him, and impatiently waved his hand, causing "phobos"'s figure to dissipate before Yuto.
After doing all this, Little Woosh obediently squatted in front of Yuto, slightly raising his head and saying:
"That was a wisp of phobos's consciousness stored in a 'golem,' not the real phobos."
"If you truly need Spiritual Dew... come to Petrichor."
"Help me completely seal phobos, and in exchange, I will give you all the remaining Spiritual Dew."
After saying this, Little Woosh transformed into a white light and slowly disappeared before Yuto.
These white lights gradually cleared the viscous shadows brought by "phobos," and Yuto's consciousness gradually regained clarity.
"May you return to the clear world, Tuner with a fervent faith..."
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