"This world is just like that,"
As he watched the staggering boy rise to his feet, unsteady even in his steps, the robed elder curled up his body, his voice becoming increasingly hoarse and weak, "you have to choose between a bad option and an even worse one, there's never a perfect solution."
The boy seemed not to have heard him at all but instead turned around and with stumbling steps, walked towards a shattered boat lying in pieces beside him.
The elder's life was fading rapidly. He looked at He Ao, opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
The vast will in the sky descended quickly, huge tentacles around it writhed with life, as the slumbering Eternal Divine Nation gradually awoke.
And with the awakening of the Divine Nation, the golden brooch embedded in the scarf began to squirm slowly.
Twisted will entered He Ao's mind, it was both an 'admonition' and a 'threat.'