"You gently patted Yaxi's head and spoke words of comfort."

"The young girl expressed her gratitude to you."

"Soon, Yaxi picked up the crudely crafted wooden horse from the table in front of her. Then, under her guidance, you left the Public Treasury."

"The Private Vault is quite far from the Public Treasury—it sits inside the palace of the 'King of Power Wizard,' guarded by the most terrifying restrictions, imbued with the might of 'Authority.' If not for the presence of this princess of the 'King of Power Wizard,' you wouldn't even entertain the thought of breaking into such a place."

"Along the way, you slew numerous Desecrated Sorcerers whose flesh had been grotesquely twisted."

"Under Yaxi's navigation, you avoided countless hazards and successfully entered the interior of the palace belonging to the 'King of Power Wizard.' With Princess Yaxi's clearance, you encountered almost no obstacles to your progress."

"This bewildered you, and you asked... You can casually stroll into the Private Vault?"

"Of course. I'm the daughter of the 'King of Power Wizard.' My father's wealth is naturally my wealth."

"Yaxi replied matter-of-factly."

"You were speechless for a moment, thinking: Damn, this kind of wealth is truly enviable."

"Finally,"

"Guided by Yaxi, you arrived inside the 'Private Vault.'

"But to your surprise—and Yaxi's as well—the vault didn't contain an unimaginably massive Old Sacrifice, nor were there miraculous items shimmering like constellations. There was only one thing: a ring flowing with indescribable hues."

"For some reason,"

"You felt a strong calling emanating from the ring."

"Is this the other most precious treasure your father left behind?"

"You asked Yaxi, your voice full of surprise. You had imagined that since the 'King of Power Wizard' doted on his daughter so much, even the items placed deep inside the Public Treasury were the crudely pieced-together wooden horses Yaxi had created on her own. The treasures within the Private Vault must surely have belonged to Yaxi as well."

"But now, it seemed you were mistaken."

"Yaxi's adorable face was equally bewildered. She said... Huh, when was this placed here? I've never seen it before, nor have I heard my father mention it."

"At that moment,"

"The calling from deep within your spirituality grew even stronger."

"After thinking for a moment, you stepped forward and raised your hand, reaching out toward the ring."

"Suddenly,"

"The ring seemed to activate. A strong beam of light shot into the heavens. Within the radiant glow, an emperor's silhouette—shrouded in flowing brilliance, exalted, ancient, eternal, embodying the authority of the entire cosmos—manifested before your eyes."

"You immediately became vigilant."

"Though you'd never encountered this exalted figure before, you instinctively realized that this figure was none other than the ruler of the 'First City'—the 'King of Power Wizard.'

"You were already prepared: the moment this figure showed hostility, you would immediately employ the 'Dark Crow of Profane Fortune' to rewind time to your last decision, thus escaping the current danger."

"Master of Destiny, you've finally arrived."

"A voice, full of complexity and emotion, came from the flowing light."

"Master of Destiny? Is he referring to me...? You pondered, making an instant guess in your mind."

"Father."

"Yaxi's strained voice echoed, her eyes filled with intense emotions."

"This young girl had insisted on returning to the First City, even going so far as to sacrifice all of the city's wealth, merely to seek out traces of her father once more."

"In that moment, clarity dawned upon you."

"Bathed in glowing radiance, the 'King of Power Wizard' trembled violently and said... Daughter, I'm sorry, but this was the only way to keep you safe."

"Why must it come to this? You are the 'King of Power Wizard,' the most powerful Desecrated Sorcerer standing shoulder to shoulder with pillar-level divinities. Can't you protect me?"

"Yaxi shouted, her voice filled with stubbornness."

"The 'King of Power Wizard' remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking... The 'Lord of Blasphemy' trespassed against the taboo, and the Cosmic Creator has awakened. So, daughter, forgive me..."

"The Cosmic Creator?"

"Is that the origin of all divine curses?"

"You mused, recalling your experiences in the Ancient Village and the description offered by the true 'Hidden Wizard King.'

"Then, you lifted your head, gazing at the 'King of Power Wizard.' With a steady tone, you asked... You said I am the master of destiny; what does that mean?"

"At the same moment,"

"The 'King of Power Wizard' turned his gaze to you, eyes filled with layers of complexity, and responded..."

"Because destiny belongs to you. No, not just 'destiny.' All symbols in the cosmos belong to you, for you are the Creator of the universe—the origin of all symbolic laws. However, after creating the universe, you fell into eternal slumber until the 'Lord of Blasphemy' stole destiny from you, awakening you in return. The Third Epoch ended at that moment."

"You felt neither shock nor surprise; instead, there was a peculiar sense of calm."

"You reflected deeply,"

"Recalling the words of the 'Dream Realm Sovereign'... Destiny belongs to you alone, though traps were laid."

"Remembering the 'King of Nature,' who, though weakened by divine curse erosion, displayed not hostility but extraordinary warmth toward you."

"And so much more."

"So that's how it is—this is the ultimate truth."

...

Staring at the text on the screen, Yang Qizhou broke into a cold sweat, his mind teeming with chilling speculations.

Within the Destiny Revelation,

Return to the Throne of the 'Lord of Blasphemy' and reclaim the authority that is rightfully yours.

If he truly was the 'Lord of Blasphemy,' it would be fine. However, if he was the Cosmic Creator—the origin of all divine traits—it meant everything he had experienced so far was a ploy to mislead him into believing he was the heir or reincarnation of the 'Lord of Blasphemy,' masking some grand scheme behind the curtain."

"This is the work of the 'Lord of Blasphemy.'

"He misled the game character—no, misled me—making me believe I was the 'Lord of Blasphemy,' then used some unseen means to steal everything belonging to the Cosmic Creator."

Yang Qizhou murmured to himself, his heart racing in quiet fear. Thankfully, this time, he had made the right choice; otherwise, if the depiction left by the 'King of Power Wizard' had been absent, the game character doomed by destiny's traps would have faced immense peril."

"At this point, the text continued to refresh. Yang Qizhou refocused his eyes back on it."

...

"The 'King of Power Wizard,' you said earlier I had finally arrived. Have you been waiting for me all these millennia?"

"You asked in a low voice, already swirling with countless inferences."

"The 'King of Power Wizard' nodded slightly and replied... Yes, Master of Destiny, I've been waiting all this time, only to personally hand over this 'Wheel of Destiny,' which has transformed from the remains of the fallen 'Lord of Blasphemy,' to you."

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