Ryan was not sure whether the goddess of fate could be considered as "heaven" for all the people in Chaos.

But for the Hemenu world which has already "died" and only the wreckage is still struggling, the figure standing on the primordial water can probably be called "sky".

But along the way, as the half of the 'sky' body walking in the human world, Ryan's condition is getting closer and closer to that of a mortal.

Andre, who has little experience, may not have noticed this. Even if he did, he might not be able to see the changes behind it.

But Kloto, who was following Ryan, noticed it.

Time flies, and several months have passed in a flash.

One day, on a road hundreds of miles outside Thebes, an old man who was expelled from a settlement fell to the ground.

On his body, the bloody marks were like scarlet eyes, and the scars accumulated over the years erupted at this moment.

Undoubtedly, the old man was unfortunate, because in the first half of his life, he traveled all over the place for the survival of his family. From morning to night, he could not get a moment's rest; and in the second half of his life, he encountered this disaster that was rare in tens of millions of years. He struggled to this point in the natural disaster and was eventually driven out by his descendants.

When the nest is overturned, no eggs are left unbroken...There are many people like him in this world.

When the wheel of time rolls down, there will always be an unfortunate generation that just happens to endure all the pain and hard work, but leaves the fruits of their labor to others.

But at this moment, he might be lucky, because when his life was nearing the end, the old man successfully met Ryan who was passing by.

No hesitation, just like every time before.

Ryan slowly stepped forward and placed his right hand on the other's forehead.

Behind him, spontaneous followers and people with different thoughts witnessed this miracle that had been performed countless times.

It was as if time had gone back, or as if the carrier had simply been transferred.

Along the junction of his palm and forehead, Ryan's skin became older inch by inch, and old scars appeared on his fingers and palms.

In just a short moment, he seemed to have carried all the disasters the old man had experienced in his life and gave him new life.

Some people call this miracle "baptism", while others simply call it "rebirth".

Until everything was over, the fallen man opened his eyes in confusion and looked back at this familiar yet unfamiliar world.

Ryan withdrew his hand and stepped back, and the changes in his body gradually disappeared.

The fate of mortals is indeed full of pain and heaviness, but they seem unable to leave any trace on the saints.

The people who witnessed all this couldn't help but cheer. No matter what they thought, they once again praised the power that could turn life and death. Only Cloto frowned slightly.

Time passed a little longer. This was not her illusion... These mortals might not be able to notice this change at all, but she keenly perceived that something was wrong.

If this continues...will there really be no problem?

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

After closing his eyes for a moment and then opening them again, Ryan suppressed all the sufferings of a mortal's life deep in his heart.

He caught a glimpse of Kloto's eyes from the corner of his eye and couldn't help but ask softly.

"Nothing, I just mean...are you really okay?"

"of course."

"Don't you know very well that even though Chaos' fate was twisted to that extent, as the instigator, I never paid the price for it, let alone now."

"It's just the poison of some human fate. Even if they are added together, they are no match for the weight of a true God... You don't need to worry about it."

"Humph."

Pursing his lips, Cloto was dismissive of Ryan's "worry".

But the other party was right. Compared with some mortals from foreign lands, Chaos's poison of fate was undoubtedly much more terrifying - although until now, she was not very clear why the other party was able to be immune to the backlash of fate.

Seeing this, Ryan smiled slightly and said nothing more. He just secretly quickened his pace, completely dispelling the fatigue in his heart.

……

Time continued to pass, and Ryan's footsteps never stopped on this broken land.

Over the past period of time, there have been occasional vibrations from the edges of the realm fragments.

Those were some smaller fragments that hit here. Some of them shattered directly into pieces, some bounced off in the collision, and some were integrated into this area.

Ryan ignored it and just continued on his journey.

One person, two people, three people...

Ten people, twenty people, thirty people...

One hundred people, two hundred people, three hundred people, or even more people...

The fate of mortals was intercepted one by one, and the "original sin" fell on him.

With the accumulation of quantity, some changes are finally about to occur.

However, Ryan also knew that the first and most insignificant backlash he would face was about to come.

Because in fact, it was different from the answer he gave to Clotho.

Just like when he chose to take action against the goddess of fate, he had already foreseen the price he would have to pay. He could not shoulder the sins of these creatures without any burden.

And although even he himself could not be sure whether the reason why he became this 'loophole' was because of his own origins or because it was the price the world paid for his failure to erase him, he also did not care whether he was willing to bear this price or whether he had any intention of taking advantage of this price.

But in the final analysis, the reason why Ryan was able to unscrupulously destroy the trajectory of fate in the past was only because he himself was a loophole in Chaos's fate, and he was by no means immune to the influence of fate itself.

Complete destiny is the pillar of the world. No existence can treat it as nothing, not even itself.

Therefore, Ryan's previous method of dealing with Him was just a loophole of fate. Most of the things he did would not be backfired from the beginning.

Without harm, there is naturally no confrontation.

But now, the situation is very different.

Because this time, Ryan took the initiative to accept the backlash of fate... and even though he possessed qualities similar to those of the goddess of fate, or even stronger than them, and was able to bear the influence of this "poison", it was not completely ineffective after all.

Especially at this moment, Ryan who appeared here was incomplete.

He is only a part of his whole self, and his power is almost non-existent.

"Fortunately, unlike Chaos, this world no longer has a past or a future."

"If it's only 'now', I can still barely bear it..."

"And in these final days, I just have to try to adapt to them."

The thought flashed through his mind, and another "original sin" entered his body.

It seemed to have reached a certain limit, and Ryan could notice that these "sins" from fate seemed to be turning into some kind of entity.

Just like the black water that Hermes saw when he sealed Lachesis, a drop of dark liquid formed in the dark and began to wrap around his body.

However, correspondingly, another change that Ryan had been waiting for for a long time also appeared before his eyes.