Boom!
The ever-flowing river of ti suddenly beca still.
The next second.
The river of ti seed to explode like fish, accompanied by splashing water; Hawk, who had been sitting cross-legged on the riverbed, had now returned to the river of ti.
Hawk glanced down at his own tiline after closing the ti loop.
A tiline flowed backward from the present into the past, then rged into one, forming a closed loop.
He traveled from the present back to the past, where he t his daughter Jean.
His daughter Jean, after he left, went to New York City and found him.
From his daughter Jean’s mouth, he learned that his future self had t her and spent ti with her.
Then he went to Kamar-Taj, used the Ti Gemstone, entered his own tiline, returned to the past, and t Jean.
To this point!
The ti loop was complete, with no omissions.
Next.
"Contract!"
Hawk’s mind moved; he opened his right hand and grasped the river of ti fiercely.
The next second.
Swish!
His tiline, a silver-hued thread, leaped out from the river of ti like a dragon.
Scales and claws flying!
But...
These were ti loopholes, like computer viruses. The purpose of contracting the tiline was to eliminate these loopholes, ensuring the tiline’s stability and preventing anyone from hacking it in the future.
Hawk glanced at his tiline full of loopholes and smirked, once again sitting cross-legged above the river of ti, a phoenix’s shadow appearing behind him.
With the expansion of the phoenix’s shadow, strands of Phoenix Power flowed like streams, extending towards every loophole in the tiline.
As the Phoenix Power entered, the ti loopholes began to repair at a speed visible to the naked eye.
During the repair process, Hawk’s perception of ti also beca increasingly clear and transparent.
In the Little Cosmos.
Golden light was spreading, and the phoenix’s eyes grew brighter. The Reality Gemstone, originally split into two for aesthetics by Hawk, recombined into one.
But the phoenix did not beco a one-eyed phoenix.
Because the Mind Gemstone beca the new Phoenix’s Eye.
Left eye: Mind.
Right eye: Reality.
The phoenix’s one yellow and one red eyes converged into golden light, which, under the wash of Phoenix Power, transford into the golden light of the Golden Saint Warriors, coloring Hawk’s silver Cosmos with gold.
Rumble!
With the golden light fully saturating the entire silver Cosmos, the golden light didn’t stop, beginning to expand like opening new territories.
Accompanied by rumbling sounds at the edge of the Cosmos.
Hawk’s Little Cosmos seed to finally push open a long-sealed door, with golden light rushing in.
At this mont.
Sitting cross-legged above the river of ti, Hawk seed to perceive sothing, opened his eyes, and looked along the river of ti.
In the future, at a nodal point on the tiline, an unparalleled aura was emanating, seemingly tempting Hawk to go and investigate.
"Hiss!"
"Do you think I’m stupid?"
"The future is not to be viewed."
"Besides..."
"I hate spoilers."
While Hawk’s mind turned, he snorted with laughter, ignoring the seductive future node tiline, and directly closed his eyes.
Neither seeing nor hearing.
He’s not crossing the river by feeling for stones.
He’s crossing on the shoulders of Odin and The Ancient One, so he wouldn’t repeat their mistakes.
He prefers to hold the future in his own hands.
The future—
Created by himself, so that he can tread his chosen path without guilt.
Hawk’s thoughts were unimpeded, and he no longer paid attention to the tempting future node. As his mind and spirit beca one, his aura surged unpredictably.
Clang clang!
The phoenix’s call to the heavens, its voice clangs.
For another five days at Kamar-Taj, just as before, during the apprentice mages’ morning exercise, Gwen stood in the corridor, watched the mages’ practice, listened to the phoenix’s call, and instinctively looked towards the direction of Kamar-Taj’s library.
In sight.
The Fire Phoenix ascended to the sky, reflected above the library’s sky, spreading its fiery wings, with its one yellow and one red eyes emitting a golden resonance beneath the crimson flas.
Wait.
God?
Gwen raised her Liu i in thought. Just as she was about to find the Supre Mage, she saw the Supre Mage in a white robe appear beside her, her eyes lighting up.
"Mage, did Hawk succeed?"
"Consider it so."
The Ancient One also looked at the Fire Phoenix reflecting in the golden aura above the library sky and gave an ambiguous answer.
Gwen was slightly stunned by the response from the Ancient One.
But at this mont.
The Fire Phoenix ca quickly and left just as swiftly, disappearing completely over the library in the blink of an eye.
It seed as if it had all been an illusion.
Gwen looked towards the Ancient One.
The Ancient One smiled slightly.
"Would you like so tea?"
"..."
When Hawk opened his eyes again, he found himself once more in that slightly shabby but warmly comforting house.
This was the place where he and his sister were born.
Located in Brooklyn, it was just three blocks away from the forr residence of Steve Rogers, an unremarkable typical Arican building from the outside.
But it was also the only remaining flaw in his tiline that couldn’t be automatically repaired by the Phoenix Power and required manual fixing.
Hawk looked around and then listened to the voices coming from the bedroom inside; his eyes flashed with X-ray vision, and he entered the bedroom.
The blonde woman and the man with a scruff were leaning against the bed talking.
The scruffy man was mostly talking, while the blonde woman gently caressed her already big belly, smiling as she listened.
The conversation was essentially the scruffy man painting dreams.
In simple terms, he was describing to his wife how, after their child was born, he would work harder to move from Brooklyn to Manhattan soon. Then they would have a big house, with a lawn in front, a garden in the back, and even a swimming pool. In the future, they could take their child swimming in the backyard and invite friends and family over for barbecues.
The scruffy man vividly described the vision of their future.
The blonde woman looked at him with a gentle smile, expressing her belief in him, that he could lead their family out of poverty.
The woman stroked her belly, "Son, do you hear that? Your dad can’t wait to take you swimming when you grow up."
The scruffy man also carefully touched the woman’s belly with his sowhat rough large hands and said in a low voice with a sense of responsibility, "Son, when you grow up, I’ll take you drinking and hunting."
As he spoke.
The scruffy man looked at the woman, "I’ve found a new job at the dock unloading containers, the pay is double what I made before."
The blonde woman was slightly stunned when she heard this, looking at the scruffy man.
"Container factory, isn’t that rumored to be a gang..."
"I’m just a worker, just unloading my goods."
The scruffy man grinned, "Although it’s more tiring than my last job, the pay is higher, and I’ve calculated it. The extra pay is just enough to cover the milk powder and your dical expenses."
The blonde woman heard him.
"But I don’t want you to work so hard."
"Not as hard as you."
The scruffy man touched the woman’s belly, looking at the blonde woman with tenderness, "Amy, I will certainly strive to give us a good life."
Amy Chloe.
That was the na of the blonde woman.
Soon.
Ti swiftly passed to the day the scruffy man had an accident.
Hawk watched as the scruffy man and Amy kissed goodbye, and he spiritedly walked out the door, watching as he drove away in that old rusty second-hand car, and looked at Amy standing at the doorway, holding the infant version of himself, seeing off the scruffy man.
He thought for a mont, and in the next mont, he was already sitting in the back seat of the scruffy man’s battered car.
In the back seat were two baby car seats.
They looked old, but seed to have been carefully maintained.
Hawk’s gaze fell on the man’s front passenger seat, which was filled with architecture-related books, with a borrowing slip from the New York Library beside it.
The na on the slip was Andrew Chloe.
Indeed the na of the scruffy man.
Hawk then looked towards Andrew Crowe, whose face did not show a dislike for the job but rather an aspiration for a beautiful future life.
In these days, he hadn’t fast-forwarded through this ti period in order to find the ti anomaly here.
Therefore,
Hawk once again witnessed his and his sister’s birth, and also how poor yet warm this family was.
Amy Crowe, like his sister, had a congenital heart disease, so not long after birth, she was abandoned and a crude repair of her heart was done with free dical care before adulthood.
But work was too much for her, especially after he and his sister Anya were born, she was even weaker than before.
As such, the entire burden of the household was on Andrew Crowe’s shoulders.
However,
He remained optimistic.
Hawk had witnessed more than once, Andrew returning from work exhausted but showing a warm smile upon entering the door, walking to the crib to pick up himself and his sister Anya for a kiss.
At such tis, he liked to sit on the sofa and watch Andrew and Amy joke around with the infant versions of himself and Anya.
Because such scenes were often fantasized by Anya after learning they had no mom or dad.
Thus,
Hawk seed to understand why this ti anomaly couldn’t be patched.
He quietly followed Andrew after work, watching as Andrew left the convenience store having used his paycheck to buy milk, clothes, and toys before leaving.
Hawk looked towards the silent, empty alley next to the convenience store.
He knew very well what was going to happen next.
Because this alley was the endpoint of Andrew’s ti.
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