Chapter 599 : The Truth of Reincarnation
Sotis, silence is the most aningful response.
Charlotte felt a deep unease watching the Guardian Scepter fall silent at her joke. There was a vague, creeping sense of dread within her.
The Gospel of Blood had enabled Charlotte to traverse history, filling in the “gaps” of the past. Rowena’s diary and mories indicated that Lilith and the bloodbornes had reincarnated ti and again, hoping to break the chains of an inevitable doom.
But Charlotte had never considered one crucial question.
As a ti traveler, had she, too, reincarnated like Lilith?
Was this her first ti transmigrating into this world?
No.
This was a question difficult to answer and even harder to prove.
Fragnts of Rowena’s mories showed that this world had already undergone countless cycles of reincarnation. Yet, in those cycles, there was no Charlotte—or rather, those were the cycles before Charlotte transmigrated into this world.
Thus, Charlotte naturally believed this was her first round.
But… what if it wasn’t?
What if what she was experiencing now was also a part of history?
She might have occasionally entertained such thoughts, but Charlotte had always brushed them aside with a smile.
After all, as a ti traveler and the master of the Gospel of Blood, she possessed an aura akin to a protagonist, granting her a sense of uniqueness and invincibility.
Charlotte instinctively believed she was unique, that her ti was “present,” and that she was filling in the “gaps” of history by traversing the past.
But what if that wasn’t the case?
The silence of the Guardian Scepter, its foreknowledge, and its evasive deanor perhaps provided the best answer to this question.
Charlotte recalled the images of worlds being destroyed in Rowena’s mory fragnts.
Her expression gradually beca more complex.
Evidently, if this wasn’t her first round, if what she was experiencing now was also “history” that had occurred…
Then… in that past “future,” she must have failed as well.
“So, how many tis have I encountered you?”
Charlotte asked after a mont of silence.
The Guardian Scepter hesitated, then sighed.
“It should be… the second ti.”
“Should be?”
Charlotte raised an eyebrow.
“At least… in my mory.”
The Guardian Scepter answered carefully.
“Heh, you’re much more honest now.”
Charlotte sneered.
“This question, even if I were not honest, you would eventually realize it yourself. What I need to do is to avoid any additional variables before the true end arrives.” Ȑ𝔞Ɲ∅ＢΕ𝘚
“Additional variables? So that’s why you’ve been so roundabout and evasive?”
Charlotte asked.
The Guardian Scepter bowed respectfully without answering.
Charlotte sighed, rubbing her temples.
“So, I’ve failed at least once before, haven’t I? I’m actually walking the path of history?”
“……”
“What was my end? Did I lose in the struggle against Helios?”
“……”
“What do you an by deceiving history? Does Harald know all of this? Or… is this all his doing?”
“……”
Seeing the Guardian Scepter remain silent, Charlotte’s impatience grew.
Taking a deep breath to calm her frustration at the lack of response, she coldly stated.
“Guardian Scepter, you’d better tell everything I want to know if you still hope for my cooperation.”
The Guardian Scepter paused, its expression complex. After a mont of silence, it sighed.
“Indeed, even after going through it again, your character hasn’t changed…”
“Your Majesty, the True Ancestor, if you truly wish to know, I fear I can only tell you part of the truth…”
“Part of the truth?”
Charlotte frowned slightly.
She pondered for a mont and then nodded.
“Go ahead.”
The Guardian Scepter bowed respectfully, its expression becoming serious.
“In that case, I will start by answering your first question.”
“Your Majesty, you indeed are not experiencing today’s events for the first ti. What we are going through now has already happened in history.”
“This is not your first return. In the last cycle, you awakened once. You inherited Castell, you beca the Queen of Starfall, and you subdued those bloodbornes who betrayed you…”
“These are all events that have already occurred.”
“Moreover, we are still following the destined history. You received an invitation from the Holy Court, although this ti it was much earlier than the last. You still ca to the Holy City, your followers still discovered the secrets of District Nine, and you still plan to save the witch about to be judged, just like you did in the past…”
“Wait, but isn’t this your orchestration?”
Charlotte frowned.
“You are right, it is indeed my doing. After all… if I don’t guide you, history might encounter ‘variables,’ just like this ti, the Holy Court’s succession happened earlier than I rembered.”
“History cannot be changed, so it won’t tolerate ‘variables.’ All ‘variables’ will be corrected. Therefore… I must guide you to avoid these additional ‘variables’!”
The Guardian Scepter replied.
“Additional variables? But if you do this, aren’t you worried that the outco will be the sa?”
Charlotte frowned.
“No, it won’t.”
The Guardian Scepter shook its head.
“The essence of the world has already started to change. In the history that we cannot observe, ‘variables’ have already begun to appear, and at least
three tis.”
“Three tis?”
“Yes, I cannot discern what these ‘variables’ are or why problems appear in already established history. But I believe these ‘variables’ must be related to you, and I must ensure these ‘variables’ do not affect the current events. In other words… I must ensure you act according to the past history.”
“As for the rest…”
The Guardian Scepter looked at Charlotte and bowed respectfully again.
“It’s up to you.”
It’s up to ? You want everything to proceed according to history, yet it’s up to ?
Isn’t this like a parent wanting their underperforming child to get perfect grades without changing their study habits?!
Charlotte held back her urge to retort.
But she quickly noted sothing in the Guardian Scepter’s words…
Wait a minute…
Already established history encountered “variables”?
And… three tis? Related to her?
Charlotte’s heart stirred, and she fell into deep thought.
History cannot be changed.
This was Lilith’s ssage to her.
However, Charlotte was already certain that while history cannot be changed, broken history can be rewritten.
In other words… “nonexistent” history can have its blanks filled and be recreated.
The Guardian Scepter ntioned that history had encountered “variables” three tis.
And she herself had traversed history to fill in the blanks… three tis.
Coincidence?
No, this was definitely not a coincidence.
Perhaps… the “variables” ntioned by the Guardian Scepter were precisely her own efforts to fill the gaps in history!
Charlotte’s mind raced, linking many thoughts together.
Yes.
History cannot be changed.
But history can be created.
And filling the gaps in history is a form of creation!
According to the Guardian Scepter, even if the end remains the sa, different processes will ultimately produce different variables.
Even if these variables cannot affect anything now, they will play a role at crucial monts.
At that mont, Charlotte felt she vaguely understood what the Guardian Scepter was trying to do.
It was likely covering up.
Covering up the “variables” created by Charlotte’s rewriting of history, deceiving the ongoing “history.”
Until the end arrives, and the “variables” resulting from Charlotte’s rewriting of history ignite into a prairie fire, ultimately changing the predetermined future!
This led Charlotte to further speculation and judgnt.
In the previous cycle of history ntioned by the Guardian Scepter, the “Charlotte” of that cycle likely did not travel back in ti to fill in the blanks as she does now.
“It seems… you have realized what I am doing.”
The Guardian Scepter said respectfully, noticing Charlotte’s fluctuating expression settle into calmness.
She glanced at it and said calmly.
“You haven’t answered my remaining questions. Since this is already established history, in the history you experienced, what was my end? Is all of this Harald’s plan?”
The Guardian Scepter looked apologetic.
“Apologies, Your Majesty, the True Ancestor, I cannot answer your last question… please understand that sotis, answering is itself a variable.”
“But what you’ve told today already counts as a ‘variable,’ doesn’t it? What’s the point in hiding more?”
Charlotte asked.
“Not all variables are the sa. So variables do not affect history, while others could render all our efforts in vain. I am rely a tool to guide and assist you. My knowledge is limited, and much of it is sensitive.”
The Guardian Scepter sighed.
Then it looked at Charlotte and continued.
“However, I can answer one of your other questions.”
“In the last cycle, I did not see your end. Moreover, no one saw the final conclusion…”
“What do you an?”
Charlotte frowned.
The Guardian Scepter shook its head.
“I don’t know. Perhaps history was disrupted by an incomprehensible force, creating blanks, or perhaps… it never reached its conclusion.”
“Or maybe, realizing the inevitability of failure, you decided to restart, seeking possible futures in a new cycle.”
“But regardless, one thing is certain: in the last cycle, even with all efforts, with all preparations, with all possible forces gathered, you had no chance of victory.”
“You would ultimately fall, the Gods would fall, the world was destined to perish, and all extraordinaries were bound to return to the void…”
“And this ti…”
The Guardian Scepter paused and sighed.
“This might be our last chance.”
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