"...Does it matter? No matter what Prophecy your Creator left before, the result now is that I have obtained the highest control here."
Facing the Flower Elf girl's question, Anvis directly retorted with a question.
"Also, how should I address you?"
"You may call me Magretto, Master!"
The greenish little elf flitted around Anvis, her wings shimmering with starlight, sprinkling tiny specks of light beside Anvis.
"You do not understand, my existence is born from the great Star Cluster Civilization, unlike most other civilized races, we are a race naturally endowed with the ability to peek into the future.
In the records of the Star Cluster Civilization, prophecy itself holds power. The moment the future is perceived by the Observer, it is like an intervention in the future!"
