As he worked, he thought about what was happening.
When he had finished his refinements in his past, Glossikos had taken his signature into THE Mouseion of Fated Artifacts for the item that would be destined for him. But she had never retrieved it because moments later, he had collapsed THE Weavers, who were actually the disciples of THE Primordial Paradox.
It was only after that confrontation that he had returned.
And he had another body of his currently in THE Mouseion at this very moment, about to look for his destined item.
But it would not be anything put there by destiny or fate.
It was his choice to do what he was currently doing right now that led to it.
There would be no treasured item or ancient artifact for him to claim apart from what he put there himself, eons ago.
The fated item was fated because he had chosen to place it there.
The destiny was fulfilled because he had created the destiny.
"..."
What a glorious Weaving of Existence this was!
