"...." Robin fell silent for a brief moment, as if weighing his words carefully, then he stepped into his role with calm precision, "They're all dead, huh?"
"Again, you don't seem very surprised." The Cosmic Elder revealed a faint, knowing smile, as though he had already anticipated such a reaction.
"Each one of them carried a great story within them, the kind that could echo across ages. If they were still alive, they would have continued writing epics without end." Robin let out a quiet sigh, then slowly shifted his attention toward the Cosmic Elder, "What exactly happened to them? …Was it all merely coincidence, or something far more deliberate?"
"I don't know." The Cosmic Elder lifted his shoulder slightly in a casual shrug.
"...?" Robin's confusion deepened, his tone sharpening, "I thought we had already moved beyond the phase of pretending and concealing the truth by now."
