Noan swallowed hard, his lips trembling as if he were brushing up against the forbidden realm of the gods.
Carlotta drained the last of her wine, then sighed, her gaze drifting far off as she continued: "The gods decided to put a stop to this, but the god who supported humanity fled."
"In the end, the gods chose to create another being, one whose destiny was completely opposed to that of the Fate Holders."
"If the Fate Holders were those chosen by Fate, gathering fortunes from across the world, growing stronger and enabling humanity to overcome the other races, then this new being would be the exact opposite."
"He… would become the one who hunts the Fate Holders, seizing their opportunities, step by step becoming stronger, and ultimately restoring balance among the races."
Noan took a deep breath; suddenly, his spine felt so cold he couldn't help but shudder.
