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Chapter 964 - 965: Oedipus Effect · Oct 23, 2026

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951 Chapter 951 - 952: He Has Come 2026-10-23
952 Chapter 952 - 953: Only Rats Flee 2026-10-23
953 Chapter 953 - 954: Ahh A Siren 2026-10-23
954 Chapter 954 - 955: First Wave 2026-10-23
955 Chapter 955 - 956: Volunteer 2026-10-23
956 Chapter 956 - 957: Excuse Me My Good Man 2026-10-23
957 Chapter 957 - 958: My Wha 2026-10-23
958 Chapter 958 - 959: Slander 2026-10-23
959 Chapter 959 - 960: All Across The World 2026-10-23
960 Chapter 960 - 961: Strength 2026-10-23
961 Chapter 961 - 962: Bestowal 2026-10-23
962 Chapter 962 - 963: Change 2026-10-23
963 Chapter 963 - 964: Origin Of Demon kin 2026-10-23
964 Chapter 964 - 965: Oedipus Effect 2026-10-23
965 Chapter 965 - 966: A Name From The Book 2026-10-23
966 Chapter 966 - 967: An Offer From The Demon God 2026-10-23
967 Chapter 967 - 968: White Witch 2026-10-23
968 Chapter 968 - 969: New Outcomes 2026-10-23
969 Chapter 969 - 970: Not Here 2026-10-23
970 Chapter 970 - 971: Father Like Son-in-Law 2026-10-23
971 Chapter 971 - 972: Anti-Dragon Magic 2026-10-23
972 Chapter 972 - 973: Mother And Daughter 2026-10-23
973 Chapter 973 - 974: Moon Above the Glades. 2026-10-23
974 Chapter 974 - 975: It’s Me 2026-10-23
975 Chapter 975 - 976: Who is This Damon Grey 2026-10-23
976 Chapter 976 - 978: Balors Again 2026-10-23
977 Chapter 977 - 979: Bring Them To Their Knees 2026-10-23
978 Chapter 978 - 980: Lord Ash 2026-10-23
979 Chapter 979 - 981: Trace 2026-10-23
980 Chapter 980 - 982: Nemesis Omega Sword Of The End 2026-10-23
981 Chapter 981 - 983: Demon Tower Key 2026-10-23
982 Chapter 982 - 984: Tower Of Mysteries 2026-10-23
983 Chapter 983 - 985: Another Feat 2026-10-23
984 Chapter 984 - 986: Call Him Back 2026-10-23
985 Chapter 985 - 987: Suspicion 2026-10-23
986 Chapter 986 - 988: Meet up 2026-10-23
987 Chapter 987 - 989: Broken House 2026-10-23
988 Chapter 988 - 990: A Small Sign 2026-10-23
989 Chapter 989 - 991: Hold Back 2026-10-23
990 Chapter 990 - 992: Ghour 2026-10-23
991 Chapter 991 - 993:The Crownless Ruler 2026-10-23
992 Chapter 992 - 994: Them All 2026-10-23
993 Chapter 993 - 995: Tower Meeting 2026-10-23
994 Chapter 994 - 996: All Came Down 2026-10-23
995 Chapter 995 - 997: When The Time Is Right 2026-10-23
996 Chapter 996 - 998: Kill Order 2026-10-23
997 Chapter 997 - 999: Who Is Cursing Me 2026-10-23
998 Chapter 998 - 1000: Snake Temple 2026-10-23
999 Chapter 999 - 1001: Goddess Of Salvation 2026-10-23
1000 Chapter 1000 - 1002: Not Loving At All 2026-10-23

Chapter 964: Chapter 965: Oedipus Effect

Here, it was silent.

Peaceful.

Fresh air flowed through the forest, drifting between the countless trees. The scent of pine, earth, and living wood lingered in the air, mingling with the faint presence of magical constructs.

Stone and trees blended together in perfect harmony with magic.

Everything was pristine.

Just like the otherworldly beautiful people who lived here.

Long ago, when the Demon Lord of Domination had first stepped onto this continent, even he had been awed by its beauty.

Sylvia knew that story.

Knowledge like this was right up her alley.

Then again, all knowledge was.

After all, she possessed the avenue to infinite knowledge.

Yet even so…

She was sad.

Her beautiful expression never revealed it. The sorrow was hidden deep within her quiet grey eyes.

Her long white hair glittered faintly as it flowed past her waist and spilled across the floor behind her.

A delicate silver crown rested upon her head.

She wore a long dress with green sleeves that trailed across the ground.

Sylvia sat alone at a large reading desk.

Before her lay a single book.

It was the same book she had been reading for months.

With every page she turned, it revealed answers to questions she had never asked.

Sometimes even answers to questions she never realized she needed.

After reaching her Fourth Class Advancement, she had finally gained the ability to use the book with fewer restrictions.

Now it revealed far more.

Knowledge of many things.

Sometimes even events that had yet to happen.

Though most of it was useless to her.

For example, it might tell her that an old beggar on the Sky Continent would soon die.

Or that the cow of a farmer in Soltheon was about to give birth.

Small things.

Meaningless happenings scattered across the world.

Learning them cost her nothing.

Sometimes it showed her the past.

Like the truth behind how the king of a small kingdom had actually been poisoned by his own son.

Other times…

It revealed things she would rather not know.

Like how a nobleman’s father had secretly arranged his own son’s death just so he could steal the son’s wife.

The more she learned, the more twisted the world appeared.

And yet…

At times, it was also strangely beautiful.

Other pages revealed knowledge from other worlds entirely.

New languages.

New systems of writing.

Foreign philosophies.

But whenever Sylvia tried to peer into the lives of her friends beyond trivial details…

The book demanded a price.

And the more valuable the knowledge was…

The worse the price became.

Once, while she was still in Lysithara, the book had offered to reveal a simple city map.

The price had been her womb.

She would lose the ability to have children forever.

Some prices were simply too steep.

Other times the answers came only as riddles.

Sylvia rested her head against the open pages of the book and smiled faintly.

She possessed infinite knowledge.

Just not the price needed to claim it.

The most terrifying realization, however, was something else entirely.

Sylvia could not change many of the things she saw.

Some fates were simply fixed.

Even though the master of this book had once told her that choice was an option.

“Choice is an illusion,” Sylvia muttered quietly.

Perhaps she was speaking to herself.

Or perhaps she was speaking to the Unknown God who had given her the book.

She had tried to change the things it showed her.

Once the book revealed that a tree in the nearby forest would be cut down.

Sylvia went there herself and guarded it.

Yet in the end…

The one who cut it down was Sylvia herself.

She had not meant to.

But it had still happened.

Another vision showed a young elf boy who would one day be executed for a crime he never committed.

To save him, Sylvia personally went to invite him to live under her protection.

He would be safe with her.

But the moment he tried to step into her carriage…

Her knights killed him.

On her father’s orders.

Again and again she tried.

Again and again she failed.

Eventually she came to understand a single truth.

The Unknown God had once told her:

“Fate is a choice. What we call fate is merely the collection of our actions and decisions that lead to an outcome. The choices we make, and the choices made for us, shape the future we despise.”

Sylvia stared at the book with a bleak expression.

“I was wrong…” she whispered.

“We were wrong, Damon.”

All this time they had believed the Unknown God meant that fate could be changed.

But that was not what “choice” meant.

The meaning was far more sinister.

One person’s choices alone cannot move the heavens.

Others make choices as well.

Their decisions become part of the same outcome.

No single will can overcome the collective.

And so fate is formed.

Fate is a choice.

Just not yours.

“Haha…”

Sylvia chuckled softly.

Her smile was calm, almost self-mocking.

Even the Unknown God could make a choice.

So could the other gods.

So could demons.

When no single will is powerful enough to move the heavens…

Then everyone becomes trapped within the outcome created by countless choices.

That was fate.

That was despair.

And the sooner Sylvia accepted it…

The better.

Slowly, tears slid down her cheeks.

There was nothing.

Absolutely nothing she could do to change what was coming.

If fate was a choice…

Then whose choice had created this one?

Her gaze drifted back toward the book.

On the open page was an image.

A young man with dark eyes and long black hair.

A sword had been driven straight through his heart.

His blood fell across the ground.

But what froze Sylvia’s breath was the look in his eyes.

He looked broken.

Utterly broken.

As though he had just witnessed something he never believed he would see.

The man was Damon.

Sylvia had never asked the book to show her this.

The book revealed it only after she had fully accepted that fate could not be changed.

That every attempt to defy prophecy would only lead to its fulfillment.

Beneath the image were words.

Words Sylvia herself had once spoken to Damon back in Lysithara when she read the fortunes of her friends.

She read them again now.

“I offer a gentle warning… a caution.”

“Beware. Your peril has only begun.”

“That, I guarantee.”

Her fingers trembled slightly.

Below that were the final lines.

“The truth is a steel horse.”

“Your lies will be broken. Your truths will be revealed.”

“And when they are…”

“You will be betrayed by one you cherish.”

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