Childhood Friend of the Zenith

If you absorb your ancestor, you will become a calamity.

I froze upon hearing those words.

Calamity. That dreadful, irritating word. Why, of all times, was I hearing it now? I turned my head with widened eyes, looking towards Shin Noya. Was this the answer I was looking for? I stared at the elder, silently asking him for an explanation.

His expression made me realize—

Shin Noya was looking at me with a thin, dark gaze.@@novelbin@@

Did he know? Did he already know about this? About what was happening?

Thump.

‘Ha.’

My heart pounded wildly, as if in sync with the chaos in my body. Struggling to suppress the pounding sensation, I turned to face the so-called ancestor before me and spoke.

“…So, you’re saying that if I absorb you, I’ll become a calamity?”

“Correct.”

“Is that even possible? How the hell…?”

“You must already know that it’s possible.”

“……”

I froze at his words.

“You must have realized it the moment you heard it. That it’s possible. You should have, at least. Don’t you think so?”

“……”

I had no response. Despite my desire to argue, his words were too accurate. The moment I heard it, I vaguely understood. No, perhaps I had even been certain.

‘It must have been the moment my vessel shattered.’

The moment my vessel collapsed and my inner world began to tremble.

The moment I met this self-proclaimed ancestor.

And—