That day will be infinitely distant, yet it is certain to come.
And you, are but a link in this cycle of reincarnation.
"But don't you die every time the cycle turns? The new Dragon God isn't you, is it? In the end, the one who gains freedom won't be you anymore! Wait, since I'm part of this cycle too, how do you know I'll follow your plan? What if I choose to abandon it? After all, the Dragon God's power is in my hands—I can use it however I please."
Mo Fei spoke, his voice growing uncontainably agitated.
If the next cycle begins, does it mean he's doomed to die too?
The Dragon God remained calm, "Your understanding of Life is still far too shallow, successor. But that's not surprising—you're merely a newly born Dragon God, freshly graced with the powers of sovereignty, yet untouched by the tempering of time, unshaped by the grindstone of destiny.
You know so very little. You cannot begin to fathom what the future holds for you.
