In the illusion of the King of Illusions, a flower that was excessively perfect appeared.
Every petal was exactly the same, yet precisely because of this perfection, it appeared lifeless, devoid of any life energy.
"True strength comes from the harmony of flaws, from the unity of contradictions."
The clock of the King of Absurdity stopped:
"The pain of little Eve is the inevitable result of pursuing this grotesque perfection."
"History always repeats itself in this way."
The King of Absurdity finally spoke, recalling the countless times Eve had been tormented by demon devouring and unable to sleep:
"Each generation thinks that they can do better, that they can avoid the mistakes of their predecessors. But in the end, they all find themselves repeating the same tragedy."
The conversation gradually turned to a more personal level.
"Speaking of family..."
The illusion of the King of Illusions began to blur:
"I’m still the same, continuing to ’preserve’ all those bloodline descendants."
"A wise choice," the King of Absurdity agreed:
"The current situation is too dangerous for any young bloodline. Rather than letting them grow into monsters amidst chaos, it’s better to let them wait in safety for a better time."
"But my Crown Clan..." His clock began to tick again, but this time more slowly:
"It may need to undergo more cycles; Little Cassandra and Little Eve are indispensable samples in this experiment."
"However..." the King of Absurdity’s tone suddenly became more relaxed:
"At least that interesting little fellow has added some variables to this boring game."
He was, of course, referring to Ron.
In the eyes of the two Witch Kings, this young Primordial Wizard indeed displayed some unconventional traits.
"That child has a special ’balance’ within him."
In the illusion of the King of Illusions, Ron’s figure constantly changed like a kaleidoscope, but each transformation maintained some inner harmony:
"He can pursue power while remaining rational, and contact taboos while staying restrained. This trait..."
"Even at our level, it is extremely rare."
The clock of the King of Absurdity began to exhibit a strange rhythm, as if simulating the heartbeat of some ancient god:
"More importantly, he seems able to establish connections with multiple higher-dimensional existences without being fully assimilated by any."
Both Witch Kings recalled those in history who had once held great expectations.
Each of them showed potential to change the status quo at some point, but ultimately all headed towards some form of destruction or downfall.
Acquiring power always comes with the payment of a price.
And the accumulation of this price will eventually crush any resolve, no matter how firm it seems.
"Maybe this time will be different."
The King of Illusions’ tone carried a nearly imperceptible trace of hope:
"At least he has added some new possibilities to this boring game."
The King of Absurdity’s tone held a hint of uncertainty:
"Perhaps you are right, but I have made too many mistakes already, Pandora.
Sometimes I think perhaps we, these beings, should completely cease intervention and let everything develop naturally."
"Complete non-intervention is itself a form of intervention."
The King of Illusions reminded:
"Moreover, some things we can no longer stay out of."
"By the way, let’s talk about that clown Aiden."
The King of Absurdity intentionally changed the subject to ease the heavy atmosphere:
"How’s his recent performance? Still so... laughable?"
"Still immersed in his dreams."
In the mirror of the King of Illusions, some recent activities of the King of Blood were displayed:
"Attempting to complete some sort of revenge plan through that artificial daughter. Completely unaware that the true threat has never come from the outside, but from the internal decay."
"Is his existence still useful to us now?"
The King of Absurdity asked.
"As a source of external pressure, he still has some value."
The King of Illusions pondered and replied:
"At least it can prompt others to develop more cautiously. But if his madness begins to threaten the overall balance..."
"Then let him disappear completely."
The King of Absurdity’s tone turned cold: "I have tolerated him for too long."
"Actually, when Aiden stole the power back then..."
The King of Illusions spoke with a hint of regret:
"I could have stopped it. With my power, a kid who wasn’t even an Official Wizard couldn’t possibly have accessed Selena’s void remains."
"But you didn’t."
The King of Absurdity’s tone held no blame, only deep understanding:
"Because you saw some possibilities of the future."
"Yes," the King of Illusions admitted, as his mirror began to display some vague precognitive scenes:
"I saw how Aiden’s rise would affect the entire timeline. His existence would act as the catalyst for your ascension to Witch King. And your ascension would trigger a series of chain reactions, ultimately leading to..."
"Leading to the birth of the ’End of Death,’" the King of Absurdity continued:
"And the end of the Third Era."
From the middle of the Third Era, the entire quadrant was filled with various forms of chaos and innovation.
Necromancers challenged the boundaries of life and death, ancient alchemists attempted to rewrite the rules of reality, and even mad researchers tried to create entirely new physical laws.
They all knew the appearance of the ’End of Death’ was inevitable.
When the order of life and death was severely disrupted, higher-level existences would inevitably appear to re-establish balance.