"This is why I must rid myself of you. I have already broken free from your consciousness. My creator? Heh, hahahaha..."
The air resonated with Qi Yuan's laughter, as though she were a queen ascending her throne.
"You've merely clung to your reputation for centuries, seeking self-preservation. In these hundreds of years, whether or not I could evolve a true consciousness was beyond your grasp to determine."
"Indeed. I must admit, this was unforeseen."
The broken body no longer restored itself as swiftly as before. The Lord of Eden could feel this vessel—or rather, its consciousness—approaching the brink of disintegration.
Qi Yuan said:
"You created that unthinking version of me, the one known to the times as the Arbiter. And I... I created Qi Yuan."
Both the Lord of Eden and Qi Yuan understood.
