At the same time.Far above the physical world, atop the boundless ocean formed by the collective subconscious of all living beings.A figure stood quietly; around Him, there was neither light nor darkness, as if He Himself were the source of all concepts.Adam.His gaze pierced the boundary between reality and illusion, calmly watching Ince Zangwill's ecstasy in that secret room in Tingen City and the "perfect script" taking shape under his pen.He "saw" Amon's arrival, and He also "saw" Amon return empty-handed.Beneath those profound eyes, a worry deeper than Amon's was revealed.Amon might find it interesting because "Deception" and "pranks" are His nature.But Adam, as a "Spectator" and a "Visionary," "saw" things that were more numerous and more fundamental.He "saw" that the originally clear and distinct script revolving around Klein Moretti had become blurred due to the intervention of a variable named "Nairn."The power Nairn displayed was not the "Authority" of a Sequence.It was a more primordial, "symbolic" great power that was closer to the underlying rules of the world.It symbolized "Chaos," it symbolized "Variables," and it symbolized "Drama."This kind of power could not be "arranged," could not be "envisioned," and was even difficult to forcibly erase.Because the moment one attempted to erase it, the "Chaos" it represented would cause the entire script to undergo an even more unpredictable collapse.For the first time, Adam felt that the script He had meticulously orchestrated for the "Birth of the Son of God" showed signs of slipping out of control."Nairn——"He silently repeated the name in His heart."An uncontrollable 'Chaos' variable——"Amidst His shock, Adam was forced to begin fine-tuning His original plan.He had to prepare a backup plan for this drama.A——Plan B.To deal with that future which could lose control at any moment due to the "Chaos." Interesting.And now.When Plan A completely collapsed due to the intervention of the variable "Nairn," this backup plan was automatically activated.Plan B has been initiated.Everything was within His expectations.The chess pieces were moving toward new positions on the board according to the preset trajectories.However, there was no expression on Adam's face, yet within those eyes that seemed to contain the stars of the entire universe, a trace of... surfaced.Awkwardness.His gaze fell upon the body that Ince regarded as the "perfect vessel."It was a female body, carrying the lingering aura of Amon, mixed with the traces of various Outer Deity pollutions that had been forcibly stitched together by the "Chaos Theater."Its essence was an avatar of Amon, yet at this moment, it presented a bizarre, twisted sense of "maternity" and "divinity."It was as if——a gender-bent Amon was preparing to gestate the Divine Descent of the "True Creator."This feeling——Was like seeing one's own "son" have his gender flipped, and then——becoming pregnant with another fallen version of oneself.Father and son, elder and younger brother, creation and gestation, sanctity and corruption——All concepts that should have been clear and distinct became displaced, chaotic, and inverted at this moment.This play, which He had personally written, had been stained with an absurdly eerie color due to the graffiti of a "Fun-seeker" who did not belong to the script, and the participation of a "Player" whose origins could not be traced.Adam slowly raised His head and looked toward the end of the subconscious ocean, where the setting sun was slowly sinking, dyeing the entire ocean in a weary and heavy gold.A long sigh echoed above the boundless ocean.
