"Huff…"
I let out a deep breath as I got comfortable on my bed with my legs crossed.
With Christina living with her father for a while and Inna guarding her, I had nothing much to do.
So, I began to research fate and its constituents.
'How does this even work?'
I wondered, staring at the orb that was in my hand.
It was still as mysterious and beautiful as before.
With a single thought, I pulled the orb of fate back into my body.
Closing my eyes, I began to recall the river of Fate.
And when I opened my eyes, I was floating around the river made of silver strings.
Slowly, I stabilized myself, looking at the four worlds that were connected to the river.
The river flowed endlessly beneath me, countless silver threads weaving together, separating, then merging again.
I focused my gaze on the four worlds anchored to the river.
Folding my arms, I tried to make sense of the place.
The thing was, it took Azrael tens of thousands of years to completely understand the place.
