Chapter 156: Book 1 epilogue (1/2)

Somewhere, in a space filled by a grey fog, a castle floated quietly.

The interior of the castle was rather desolate, but at the same time imposing and magnificent.

Directly under the towering ceiling of the white castle, a golden table appeared with fifteen high-blue chairs on either side in a symmetrical arrangement.

The back of each chair dazzled and shone faintly with golden light, drawing the outlines of weird constellations that differed from reality.

Sitting around the table were fourteen women whose features were shrouded in darkness.

On the table, a large chessboard was placed and a game seemed to be ongoing.

The chessboard in itself didn't look particularly special, but if one took a look at the pieces on it, they would understand that it was anything but ordinary.

On one side, 5 Kings, 7 Queens, and one pawn in full gold stood at different places.

Some of them were cracked, some were  dim, while other shone brightly.

On the other side, a red queen, and ten red pawns stood.

No matter how one looked at it, this chessboard made no sense, but the players did not seem to care.

It was hard to say how long those women had been facing each other.

It could have been one day or it could have been thousands of years.

It was then that one of the gold pieces, a pawn, began to shine brightly, before slowly changing into a king piece.

The process still wasn't complete, but it was clear that it wouldn't take long–at least from their point of view.

This change seemed to bring attention to the players.

One of them, sitting on a chair with the word *GLUTTONY* inscribed on the back, murmured,

”You seem happy. So the boy is really your new trump card?”

The reason for her attention wasn't the promotion.

After all, over all those years, it has happened a lot of times.

What interested her though, was that this particular piece shouldn't have managed to begin its transition.

In the multiple branches of the possible futures, the chances of it being destroyed were overwhelmingly higher.

This could only mean one thing,

”Just how many singularities did you prepare for this one piece?”

Singularities, beings who were not constrained by fate and had the potential to break free of its shackles.

Those beings were people they could not see the future of, since they were outside of the rules.