Xingtie: Starting with an in-depth analysis of the Yellow Springs

Xia Die looked at the doll silently, "No. I'd rather stay by Lord Tian's side."

"She...is most afraid of being alone."

As she spoke, she took out a small bag embroidered with Tian's name and placed it next to the doll; it was a gift she had never given away.

Tibo: "...What is this?"

"A small gift, which I intended to give to her in person... Unfortunately, fate is too fast."

"So you saw us arguing that day?"

"Yes, I thought Lord Tian would really like it, so I bought it."

“I see.” Tibo thought for a moment and decided to tell her the truth, “Ah Die, actually, I recognized it at first glance. It is indeed a genuine Janusapolis artifact.”

Xia Die asked in surprise, "Then why..."

“However, Tian has lost far more memories than I have. For example, she forgot… that this glass object has an unlucky meaning in our hometown tradition.”

"Ah... I'm sorry, Lady Tibo, then I..." Xia Die was a little flustered, realizing that she had really messed things up.

Tibo's gaze remained fixed on Tian. "Don't apologize, Adie. Back then, I just didn't want her to be trapped by the past, after all, we've been away from our hometown for a long time."

"But now... it might be the best gift for Tian."

[Star: No! My dear Teacher Tian, ​​waaaaah... What will I do without you?]

[Tian: Little Grey, don't play tricks on Tian. I'm perfectly fine. Tian died as a great hero, so don't be sad for me.]

[Ring: I love Teacher Tian the most. This time, you must protect her well and absolutely not let the Fire Thief have another chance.]

[Wan Di: Even though you're lonely yourself, you always think of others. Xia Die, I'll keep an eye out for signs of death for you.]

[Xia Die: Thank you, Lord Wan Di. Um... I think I'll give Lord Tian a different gift.]

[Tian: No need, no need. Tian likes anything Little Butterfly gives me.]

[Bluebird: Originally an unlucky item, it became the best gift after her passing.]

The scene shifts to a brief conversation.

Aglaia: "Everyone will part from one man, but that man will witness miracles..."

“Even if you and I have long since come to terms with this absurd fate, they are still inexperienced in the ways of the world… My teacher, do not let this cruel prophecy crush their spirit.”

Tibbo: "But it would be even more cruel to let them fall at the gates of the new world with their ignorance."

"Everyone will know the truth someday, it just needs the right opportunity... I think now is the time."

[Fufu: According to Onpharos's consistently blunt divine pronouncements, it seems only Bai'e will survive to the end. Does that mean... Xia Die and Feng Jin will also die?]

[Star: I won't survive to the end? How could that be? The oracle must be fake.]

[Danheng: Is it possible that the oracle referred to the Golden Descendants?]

[Star: Isn't that even stranger? They all died even with our intervention. If we hadn't come to Onpharos, wouldn't we have been left without any hope?]

[Bai Er: I will do my best to avoid it and never let the prophecy come true.]

[Kafka: Fate is hard to change, and so is Eriol's script. We can choose different paths, but in the end, we'll all come together.]

[Star: Waaah, I miss you so much.]

[Kafka: Sweetie, Star, this time you have to rely on yourself.]

Through the mysterious Gate of the Past, Bai E and his two companions arrived at the Hall of the Three Phases of Destiny, where a sense of sacred splendor washed over them.

The entire palace is constructed of fine stone, with exquisite carvings and decorations adorning the walls and supporting columns, adding to its magnificence and solemnity.

Bai E sighed, "This is the former Palace of the Three Phases of Destiny..."

Tinin explained to the two, "At this time, Janusapolis is still under the protection of Aegler. However, the fate of the city has already turned from prosperity to decline, and its glory is only superficial."

"Because Onphalus has entered a world of strife?" Bai Er probably knew a little about it.

"Yes. Right now, the conflict is far away on the other side of Onphalus, but five years from now, at the same gate, this temple will become the source of another war."

"So, where are you now?"

Tinning turned around and looked back. "It's over there—"

There was a faint afterimage of Tibo there, but the specific details were unclear.

Bai E asked in confusion, "Why does she look... a little different?"

“Because…” Tinning lowered her head, “we don’t remember very clearly what we were like in the past.”

“…I’m sorry,” Bai E said apologetically.

She shook her head. "No, we should be asking for everyone's forgiveness. Come on, everyone... listen to our last long talk with Oronis."

As the camera zooms in, Tibo's afterimage looks up at the golden halo that resembles an eye... Oronis.

“Tiris…Pios…”

"You've come, Eulonis." At this time, she had not yet split, and her voice was mature. Because although Tinin did not remember her appearance, she had not forgotten her voice.

"You are still... wasting yourself for that false parable."

"A false prophecy... You still believe that?"

Eulonis cautioned, "Cephalus... even in death, could never instruct mortals to kill its comrades. Stop, Tirispyos... spreading the prophecy will only bring disaster. That disaster... will be enough to tear you to pieces."

She did not blindly believe, "But the Black Tide has already arrived, and Janus is in a deep slumber... If even the guardian deities who guide mortals cannot resist calamity, what can we do against our fate of destruction?"

Titan advised, "Don't... touch the fire. That way, at least you'll still be... a favorite of fate."

“How could a darling of fate have her loved ones taken away by fate?” She raised her head and asked, “How can I watch the world crumble while remaining unscathed?”

Tirispeius had made up her mind. "This may be our last conversation, Euronis. I will do everything in my power... to protect you from the Black Tide."

Then, the lingering images of the past vanished.

Bai Er: "She just mentioned her closest relatives..."

“Yes, it was our mother. A long time ago, she fell to the bottom of the valley from here…” Tining withdrew her gaze from the bottomless valley.

"It was a grand ceremony, a plea to Janus to guide us on the path ahead..."

"But by a twist of fate... it was Cefalège who responded to the people."

[Azure Sparrow: No wonder when Tibo and the others entered the Abyss of Fate to find Oronis, it did everything in its power to stop them, using the afterimages of other Golden Blood to dissuade them.]

Tibbo: Oronis...it was protecting us.

Wendy: I'm afraid the Fire-Stealing Walker was battling against the ravages of time at that time, and ultimately succumbed and perished.

[Ring: I really want to see what Ms. Tirispius looks like. I'm so excited! Just hearing her voice makes me think she's so beautiful.]

Nicole: I get angry when I talk about Tibbo. Their mother was deliberately killed, leaving young children without a mother.

[Gold dust: Power is the most captivating force. Those priests, greedy for the convenience and prestige of divine authority, did not hesitate to murder the saintess and install a new puppet.]

[Little Candle: Hmph, those vermin remnants of Janusapolis will not survive my iron cavalry.]

[Aista: I feel so sorry for Teacher Tibo. Alan, please place an order for me. I want to buy all the delicious food and fun things in the nearby star systems and send them to them.]

Alan: Yes, Miss.

[Aista: Don't refuse. It won't cost me much, and there are gifts for the Star Train inside.]

[Star: This is... amazing!]

A few hours later…

[Tian: Wow—this is too much! Our room can't hold it all.]

[Aglaia: This is the first time I've been so overwhelmed by the food; even Place de la Cerfalcon isn't enough. Sigh, Beyer... I'll leave it to you.]

[Star: Little Rich Girl, how much did you actually buy?]

[Aista: Not much, just the capacity of a dozen or so spaceships. Consider it a small gift from me... a tip? That doesn't sound very nice, but oh well, just take it.]

Chapter 356 Tomorrow's Tomorrow

Bai E tentatively inquired, "Was there... a mistake in the ritual?"

“There was something wrong with that ceremony. But one thing at a time, Kefal's response was just a coincidence—” Tinin explained in detail.

"On that night of conspiracy shrouded in white frost, as the saintess of Janusapolis was murdered... the Titans, burdened by the world, also collapsed in a corner of the world."

"Follow her. This story... must be told by her personally."

The three followed the phantom forward, and ahead lay the altar of the Law in Tarranton.

But the place they were going to was not there, but to the left... the Library of Prophecy, the site of important rituals in the past.

Bai E walked into the library. "This is... the Janus Maze that Teacher Tinning used for divination back then?"

The wall directly in front of you is a maze-like mechanism, which also serves as the lock to Tibbo's childhood home. Use your ability to rewind time to guide the stone ball out of the maze.

It looks simple, but it took a lot of effort.

A sound came from the floor, and a spiral staircase opened, leading to the place where Tibbo grew up.

The room was quite spacious, but it was perpetually dark and located in a secluded spot, making it almost impossible for anyone to enter. Back then, they could not freely enter or leave without permission.

Under the dim yellow light, the room was filled with boxes, books, pens and paper, and a small blackboard.

Even so, it was their warmest home, a place filled with their mother's memories.

Tinin explained to the two, "When we were born, the identity of the saint was already dead in name only. Those who can listen to the guidance of the Titans are bound to become the mouthpiece of others."

"But for the sake of appearances, the authorities still made some arrangements. In addition, with my mother's company, our childhood was not too sad."

"Even so... I still can't imagine it." Not to mention Bai E, even others couldn't stay in a closed room for years.

Tinning didn't feel anything. "It's only been about twenty years, it'll pass quickly."

[Nicole: My dear Tinning, twenty years is such a long time. How did you manage to persevere? How many twenty-year periods does one have in a lifetime?]

[Ying: I'm thinking of Frinina again. My emotions are like a rollercoaster, going up and down, finally plummeting. Onphalus no longer has any scenes that can bring me joy.]

Bronya: It might not seem like much to you immortals, but to us, spending most of your life in a small house is something I can't even imagine.

[Star: Lycus, you deserve to die! Show me, who among the Onphalus had a good ending? Answer me!]

[Lagushi: This is a fitting title. Onpharos was my experimental ground, like my child. I deeply sympathize with the tragic fate of the Golden Blood, but no one can stop the birth of the Iron Tomb.]

Paimon: You're not human!

[Black Tower: Uh… he can’t really be considered human anymore.]

[Bai'er: I thought my past was painful enough, but now it seems we are bearing the consequences of our fate. Teacher Tibao, how did you resolutely choose to embark on this journey to chase fire, a journey into which you knew almost nothing?]

Tibo: It's simple, we want to protect everyone, and protect Onpharos.

Bai E looked worried. "Teacher Tining, twenty years is a long time for most people."

She thought for a moment, "Yes. After becoming a demigod, even my sense of time... I didn't expect so much time to have passed. Little Gray's power is truly incredible; this place is exactly the same as before."

"Let's... wander around here for a bit." Tining also wanted to try and recall some of her mother's memories.

The blackboard was decorated with a rocket design, surrounded by detailed blueprints; it was an invention created by the Tibbers during their childhood.

Because he spends most of his time in the narrow gate, he can only learn various kinds of knowledge and make some small inventions.

There were also bookshelves filled with maps; they had been preparing to spread the oracle long ago, remembering every region of Cheonphalus, even the Titans and their beliefs there.

During her time in the room, all the descriptions of the outside world were told to her by her mother, who used illusions to depict the image of Onphalus.

Finally, they found a red crystal, which Mom had brought back. She had accidentally broken it while playing, and Mom didn't say anything, just held her in silence for a long time.

When she grew up, she finally learned that in Janusapolis, if someone died gloriously for their destiny, the saint would collect a piece of glass from the volcano's quarry, polish it carefully, and give it to the deceased's family.

It was this that Xia Die gave to Tian.

This one belonged to my mother's friend. He died on the battlefield and had no family, so she had to take it back and keep it herself...

Similarly, Tibbo's mother gave her a beautiful piece of glass the night before the ceremony.

[Fou: Well done, you've managed to tie up the foreshadowing, haven't you? I used that glass cutter three times!]

[Su Chang: People who possess crystals face their fate with equanimity, so it never carries any ominous meaning, but rather is a noble affirmation of a person.]

[Gui Naifen: That makes sense, Su Chang, what you said is very true. But... we're so unfamiliar with each other like this.]