Leo stood silently in the void.
The moments he had shared with Hathaway flowed through his mind.
A faint smile gradually appeared on his lips.
Meanwhile, the shadowy figure of the World's Will quivered slightly.
It was trembling in fear, afraid that this supreme being would direct its wrath toward it for its passive role in the past.
Despite being insignificant in such higher-level conflicts, unable even to participate,
it knew that with Leo's power, his will was unfathomable.
Just like itself.
As the embodiment of the Muline World's Will, it had long since stopped caring about the lives and deaths of such insignificant beings.
Time passed, and Leo finally broke free from his memories, his gaze settling on the trembling World's Will.
He casually waved his hand.
"You may leave now."
The World's Will, as though pardoned, immediately bowed deeply.
"By your will, great being!"
"If you need anything, feel free to call on me!"
