First Legendary Dragon: Starting With The Limitless System Chapter 261: Remember—you are never alone

The Great World Tree Empress leaned forward slightly, her ethereal eyes filled with quiet compassion and ancient understanding as she studied the seed closely. "Oh, poor child," she whispered softly, a gentle sorrow in her tone.

With care, she extended one delicate finger, a single drop of shimring erald nectar forming at its tip.

The droplet touched the damaged seed gently, imdiately sinking into its surface. The seed pulsed eagerly, greedily absorbing the precious drop.

In re monts, the cracks vanished, marks faded, and a vibrant, healthy glow returned to the seed, illuminating Lumi’s astonished face in a soft green radiance.

The Great World Tree Empress smiled softly, gently handing the now-healthy World Tree Seed back to Lumi.

Her voice was tender, filled with quiet warmth. "Tell the young man to use it wisely. It holds more potential than he knows."

Lumi accepted the seed cautiously, her projection flickering with gratitude and awe. [Thank you, Great Empress—I will tell Master.]

She smiled with lancholy, looking at Lumi, "You truly forget all your mories, huh."

[Huh?] Lumi tilted her head in confusion.

With a final, gentle smile, the Great World Tree Empress inclined her head gracefully toward Echo and Ti Dragon Emperor, her form beginning to fade into a peaceful cascade of erald leaves.

"May your path remain steadfast, Throneless Emperor," she murmured gently, before disappearing completely into the tranquil stillness beyond.

Echo watched her departure quietly, gratitude lingering gently in his expression. Beside him, Ti Dragon Emperor turned slowly, his sands flowing gently as his tiless gaze settled warmly upon Echo.

"You have chosen wisely, old friend," Ti Dragon Emperor spoke quietly, admiration and quiet support lacing his ancient voice. "This bearer... Primus. He’s missing from all possible future paths I can see."

Echo’s eyes widened in surprise, "Huh? Is that even possible?"

Ti Dragon Emperor’s form flickered as he chuckled gently, "I heard even that Old Daoist was having trouble divining Primus’s future. I think in a while even he won’t be able to predict his growth. And this is good news. We finally have hope."

Echo took a mont to take in Ti Dragon Emperor’s words, "I see. That’s good. The more unpredictable his future is, the better it would be."

"If he succeeds, perhaps the sacrifices we’ve all made will not have been in vain."

Echo nodded gently, his eyes firm yet tender. "I believe in him more strongly than I’ve ever believed in anyone."

Ti Dragon Emperor inclined his head once more, understanding and respect shining gently in his eyes. "Rember to not interfere in his path again. It would have more negative impact than positive."

Echo nodded while looking at the unconscious body of Orion in Fiora’s lap, "Yes, I’m thinking of leaving and going back to the Void again. I want to look for so stuff from the Fourth Epoch."

"Then I’ll bid you farewell."

With a final nod, Ti Dragon Emperor’s luminous form began fading slowly into streams of gentle golden sand, dispersing quietly into the tiless void.

His final words lingered softly in the stillness, filled with gentle reassurance and ancient wisdom. "Rember—you are never alone."

Echo stood silently amidst the restored Pri Realm, its serenity once again masking the cosmic confrontation that had occurred re monts before.

The gentle currents of his golden energy continued to protect Orion, the young man still locked in peaceful unconsciousness, blissfully unaware of the profound discussions and decisions made about his destiny.

Ti Dragon Emperor’s words lingered in Echo’s thoughts, swirling gently, igniting faint sparks of hope within his ancient heart.

Yet, his brows furrowed slightly with contemplation as he looked upon Orion’s sleeping form, the tranquil expression hiding the depths of turmoil that had almost shattered his foundation.

In the stillness, Lumi’s translucent avatar hesitantly approached Echo, her normally confident, animated screen beca silent. Her gentle voice carried quiet hesitation, layered with lingering worry and confusion.

[Why didn’t you interfere sooner? Master wouldn’t have been hurt so badly otherwise.]

Echo exhaled slowly, a deep and gentle breath filled with infinite patience and solemnity. His aged eyes shifted gently toward Lumi, filled with quiet compassion yet firm with conviction.

"I wouldn’t have interfered even if he were to die," Echo replied softly, each word weighed heavily with aning. "So challenges—he needs to face them himself. If he cannot cross these minor tribulations, how could we ever hope for him to bring salvation to our entire Chilicosm?"

Lumi’s form flickered subtly, her eyes widening briefly with startled understanding. Slowly, she fell silent, the implications of Echo’s words sinking deeply into her core.

The serenity of the restored world embraced them once more, a comforting, quiet hush enveloping the scene in contemplative tranquility.

After a few silent heartbeats, Echo’s gaze drifted slowly upward, his expression becoming distant, resolute. His fingers raised slightly, glistening softly with golden threads of cosmic law once again, weaving gently into intricate patterns.

"Alright," he murmured softly, his voice calm and definitive. "You two do not need to rember any of this. I can’t risk either of you inadvertently disturbing Orion’s path."

Lumi’s eyes widened abruptly in surprise and alarm. [Wait—]

But before Lumi could fully grasp what was happening, Echo’s gentle hand waved softly through the air, reality itself rippling gently around them.

The golden threads pierced gently yet decisively through Lumi’s digital form, and also deep within Orion’s Sea of Consciousness, reaching toward a presence that had remained silent and concealed until now.

Asteraxa, the hidden spirit of Soulpiercer, trembled violently within the dark depths of Orion’s Sea of Consciousness.

She had stayed utterly silent, masking her presence carefully, terrified yet fascinated by the inconceivable power of the beings above.

She had underestimated Echo greatly, believing herself hidden, unnoticed—yet they had seen her clearly, dismissing her presence with gentle disregard, a re remnant of a long-forgotten war.

"Little soul," Echo spoke quietly, his gentle voice directly reaching Asteraxa, compassionate yet tinged with mild amusent, "you underestimate those who have lived since the First Epoch."

Echo’s cosmic threads gently washed through both Lumi and Asteraxa’s consciousness, carefully wiping clean every mory related to the recent events—the arrival of the Emperors, the cosmic argunt, the revival of the damaged seed, and even his own presence.

Their recollections beca calm, blank, seamless—leaving them untouched by the overwhelming knowledge that had almost burdened their existence.

Lumi’s avatar flickered briefly, eyes montarily blank with confusion before returning slowly to their normal cheerful, oblivious state.

Within Orion’s Sea of Consciousness, Asteraxa fell quietly dormant once again, rembering nothing of the awe-inspiring beings she had so closely witnessed.

Finally satisfied, Echo lowered his hand slowly, reality settling gently back into place. The ancient Emperor’s gaze lingered softly upon Orion for a final mont, his eyes filled with quiet hope, unshakable conviction, and subtle lancholy.

"Grow strong, Primus," he whispered gently, voice filled with profound tenderness and infinite expectation before he extended his hands as golden threads left his fingers and entered Orion’s body, rapidly healing it and speeding up the evolution process. "The path ahead awaits. And Lumi, you should go ahead with your Evolution. Orion is now safe."

With those final, softly spoken words, Echo slowly turned, his form shimring softly with tiless starlight as he stepped quietly into the endless Void beyond the fragile bounds of reality.