When only Angel and Sanders remained at the relic Star Pond, Sanders indicated for Angel to follow him forward.
Walking on the Star Sea, they were bathed entirely in starlight. The ripples and undulations seemed to merge with them.
âDororo already knows about the Wilderness of Dreams.â As they stepped forward across the waves, Angel broke the silence.
Sanders: âDid you tell him?â
Angel shook his head: âHe predicted it himself.â
Earlier, when Angel left Dororo to speak with him alone, Dororo revealed the future scenes he hadnât dared to speak of before.
To Angelâs surprise, the prophecy that Dororo chose to conceal from him specifically pertained to the Wilderness of Dreams.
Angel didnât know exactly what Dororo saw, but undoubtedly, Dororo recognized that the Wilderness of Dreams belonged to Angel and saw its endless potential. It was because of this that he determined the Wilderness of Dreams was extremely precious, and since Angel hadnât made it public, Dororo was unwilling to speak of it with outsiders present.
It was only during his one-on-one conversation with Angel that Dororo didnât conceal it.
âIt was actually prophesiedâŚâ Sandersâ gaze was briefly vacant, but he quickly regained clarity under the full brilliance of the starry pool: âHe truly lives up to being the only descendant of the Baiyuan Clan. It seems his innate gift for prophecy is as unique as he is.â
âDororoâs prophecy ability, aided by the Mystery of the Stars, has almost reached the Observerâs Domain, which is an extraordinary height.â Sanders turned to look at Angel: âHowever, he is now caught in the same predicament you were before; his strength does not match his status. He has the means to reach the pinnacle but lacks the ability to stand at the peak. You should pay more attention to his situation.â
Angel nodded: âPreviously, Lord Tree Spirit also mentioned something similar. Success and burden both come from fame.â
âI will advise him that when he returns to the Barbarian Cave, he should try not to choose to go out flamboyantly.â
Since the Tree Spirit already mentioned it, Sanders didnât need to say more. Moreover, Dororo is considered part of Angelâs personal network, and Sanders believed Angel would handle it appropriately.
âDid Dororo say anything else besides telling you about the Wilderness of Dreams?â Sanders asked.
âHe said one more thing, but he said it so vaguely that I didnât understand.â Angel clearly remembered how Dororo carefully embellished and concealed his words when he said this.
This was the first time Angel saw Dororo not daring to speak a prophecy directly, instead using cryptic phrases commonly employed by soothsayers to obliquely convey his meaning.
However, Angel still didnât understand what Dororo was trying to express.
âWhat did he say?â Sanders asked curiously.
âWhen the gears turn, the path of fate will unfold. With the original intention unchanged, you can stride forward.â
Angel repeated Dororoâs words.
Repeating it again, Angel still found the phrase perplexing. It sounded like an inspirational saying, but he felt it couldnât be that simple.
Upon hearing this, Sanders also fell into deep thought.
After a moment, Angel quietly murmured: âOriginal intention unchanged, it mentioned the original intention. Could it be related to Originheart City?â
At this moment, Sanders shook his head: âIt should have nothing to do with Originheart City. What Dororo wants to tell you is not to forget your original intention, donât be affected by external disturbances, and forge ahead.â
Angel: âSo it really is an inspirational warning? Then itâs probably not a prophecy.â
Sanders gave Angel a deep look: âNot that simple. Do you know what gears represent in the realm of prophecy?â
Angel hesitated, on the path of Alchemy, gears are mechanical components used to transmit power. But in prophecy, is there even such a thing as gears?
Angel pondered for quite a while and still had no answer. He looked up at Sanders, only to find Sanders gazing at his chest.
Sanders seemed to be looking at something.
Angel reached out with his hand and lightly touched his chest, feeling a rhythmic ticking sensation from his fingertips.
Angel seemed to understand something and quickly took out an ancient bronze pocket watch from his inner lining.
The ticking sensation was the movement produced by the watch hands. Looking at the pocket watch, Angel realized something and murmured: âWheel of Time?â
In prophecy, there are currently three mainstream divisions, which are the River of Fate, Strings of the World, and the Wheel of Time.
An imagery often associated with the Wheel of Time is the fast movement of clock hands driven by the linkage of gears.
So, in a certain sense, gears can represent the Wheel of Time.
If inferred this way, what Dororo meant probably was: The Wheel of Time descends, the path of fate unfolds before you, remember your original intention, to reach the end?
It sounded more complete, but what did the prefixes âWheel of Timeâ and âpath of fateâ mean?
At this point, Sanders suddenly said, âEveryoneâs fate is different. Even twins from the same family, growing up, will eventually face different destinies.â
A sudden realization struck Angelâs mind: âChoice?â
Because peopleâs hearts differ, they would make different choices even when faced with the same situation. Once you make that choice, even if you are twins, even if all the karmic affinities are the same, due to different choices, the trajectory of life keeps deviating, moving towards their distinct fates.
Wheel of Time, Choice, Path of Fate.
When these elements are linked together, Angel had an answer in his heart. As the answer emerged, a faceless silhouette also appeared in his mind.
âThief of Time.â Angel softly recited his name.
Sanders nodded: âMost likely, Dororo is reminding you that the Thief of Time will soon come to steal your choice. Moreover, this choice is undoubtedly about the Wilderness of Dreams.â
Dororo didnât dare speak plainly because the gap between him and the Thief of Time was too daunting. For others, it didnât matter, but this matter concerned Angelâs future. Dororo spared no effort to pass the answer to Angel.
That was why Dororo spoke so obscurely.
Angel: âIâve always been guessing when he would come, and for what, but now the answer has emergedâheâs here for the Wilderness of Dreams.â
Sanders: âThat also indirectly highlights the Wilderness of Dreamsâ potential.â
Seeing Angelâs troubled expression, Sanders smiled gently, patting Angelâs shoulder: âDonât be too worried. Dororo has already told you how to resolve it, hasnât he?â
âRemember your original intention, and forge ahead.
As long as your belief remains steadfast, donât get tempted by the Thief of Time, and eventually, you will reach the end of the path.
Sanders observed as the determination in Angelâs eyes grew, easing his own mind. When the day truly comes that the Thief of Time descends, Sanders will not be able to assist Angel; it will be up to Angel alone to decide.
Though it sounded easy, when it came time to make a choice, variables still existed.
In the face of uncertainty, without a steadfast belief, itâs hard to persevere until the end. Therefore, Sanders doesnât want Angel to be more anxious but instead wants to reinforce his confidence when facing âthe choice.â
This is why Sanders appears indifferent on the surface, but internally, heâs not as relaxed as he seems.
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