There seemed to be something burning in his spiritual sea.
It was as if a disembodied voice was telling him... He was standing at the most critical fulcrum in the long river of destiny.
Edna's original destiny was insignificant compared to this fulcrum.
That is just Toril's fate.
But at this moment, Ransander's decision can affect the entire multiverse!
And Hill, who seemed to have something to do with this matter but was insignificant, completed his first destiny observation at this fulcrum.
Regardless of whether he is willing to admit his identity or not, at this moment, Hill has his own fate hanging on the river of destiny.
He can choose not to observe this long river of destiny, but he has been given the qualification to enter.
And this qualification is something that even those gods who write prophecies into their priesthood cannot possess.
Hill pinched his fingers gently...but he didn't need this qualification at all!
Those who understand destiny can only be speechless.
And he obviously wanted to remind Lansander... don't forget that there is a Dark Sun in Toril!
He wanted to understand this, but it was not the guidance of fate, so why not let him speak!
But Hill's mental sea was like a lock at the moment, preventing him from saying what he originally wanted to say.
He squeezed it hard with his palm... Hill seemed to be able to feel that this was not blocked by the river of fate, but a mark specially blocked by another bloodline source.
If Hill had not hung up on this destiny star of his own, he would probably never see this god who only appeared in the long river of destiny throughout his life.
This is the God of Destiny who is older and more powerful than Tai Ji. It may even be the kind of god that appears with the emergence of the River of Destiny, an existence comparable to the River Styx.
Hill seemed to see a hint of wind... a gentle wind flowing randomly in the long river of destiny composed of the sea of stars.
He doesn't stop for anything, never stops in his tracks, but occasionally he will circle around some existence that arouses his interest... there are gods, people, and things... for a few times, and then he quickly loses interest.
Go and never look back.
It seems difficult for him to give birth to his own bloodline, even though the moment he stayed out of curiosity, he left his own aura and even influenced the birth of some world gods.
Hill gently pressed his forehead... Although his curiosity was not much, it was indeed quite serious every time.
For example, when AO took over the broken Toril, he watched curiously...and then in Toril, which was supposed to be completely managed by AO, an unusual Taiji appeared who could even threaten AO's existence.
That, the famous goddess of the multiverse, was able to see countless tributaries of the river of destiny when she was born, not even the goddess of fate of Toriel, because when the goddess of destiny of Toriel was born, she happened to be the one he left behind.
That breath resonated.
Although this is also because Toril's powerful ability provides enough energy for the birth of such a Taiji, without him, Taiji will only be Toril's goddess of destiny, the kind controlled by the tablet of destiny.
Hill could actually understand the blockade imposed on him by this god from the river of destiny... Not only was it difficult for him to give birth to his own bloodline, but even the goddess of destiny like Tai Ji who was born because of him found it difficult to live too long.
There are many people who peek into fate, but the gods who influence the direction of fate will always be played by fate.
Tai Ji, but she even had a hand in things other than Toril.
Perhaps, from the moment she saw her own fall in the tributary of fate and began to frantically want to leave a hope of recovery for her future self, she was destined to never reappear.
She didn't fall, but she was split into two, two parts that were always hostile.
The reason why Lansendre was so desperate that he broke the pot and attacked Amaunata was because he actually understood this... Unless he could kill AO one day, otherwise, he would never have the possibility to combine luck with
Doom rolled into one.
Even the Taiji who is affected will suffer this misfortune, let alone his direct bloodline!
Even birth is difficult.
He didn't have to leave his bloodline behind, but as the master of destiny, he couldn't even control his own destiny, which made him very dissatisfied.
One of the reasons why he was willing to accept Corellon's advances was because, as the father of elves, he had the rare title of chief priest, which was not destiny, but could mark the existence of his destiny star in the long river of destiny.
Moreover, in order not to let himself be affected by his fate, the father of the elves cleverly connected his sight only with the survival of the race... and did not even hang his own destiny on the destiny star.
As racial gods, it is their privilege to have an idea of major events that will cause racial disaster... Corellon just used the river of fate to amplify this premonition.
This kind of wisdom and excellent control slightly aroused his interest.
Then when he discovered that Corellon was more inclined towards chaos, he was too surprised and accidentally exposed some traces.
Corellon is very sensitive and does not miss anything that is wrong around him.
Therefore, in order to show his friendliness, the Lord of Destiny chose to show his face.
However, what he didn't expect was that Corellon wanted to have sex with him since then.
Not to mention that the Lord of Destiny had determined the image of a male from the very beginning. Even if he could become a female...he would not be willing to lie under someone else's body.
The long river of fate has given him a lot, and naturally influenced him a lot... The arrogance of not being controlled by anyone is naturally his attribute.
However, after Corellon made sure that he completely ignored his male self, he directly transformed into a tree elf that was as agile, cute and pure as a deer.
Hill tried hard to close his eyes, preventing himself from associating that breathtakingly beautiful little girl with Corellon... It was so damn torturous!
He is still a human being, and he really cannot regard a certain male god who has transformed into a female body as a woman.
But these gods seem to be quite accepting of this change.
The reason why Helm of Toril was filled with grief and rage was not because he slept with a god with a male heart and a female body, but because that god was Cyric who was clearly out to play a trick on him.
Hill from the bottom of his heart did not hope that he would become like this in the future.
He'd better be his mage...at least the idea is logical.
Of course, maybe this is his way of thinking that is most inconsistent with the logic of the multiverse, but at least now, he still feels that this is normal.
Trying hard to shake the tree demon that fits Hill's aesthetics out of his head... Although it is pure and lovely, it is also youthful and dynamic, which is really Hill's favorite!
Damn it... He used to like even female idols to be pure and athletic beauties!
Hill looked at the Master of Destiny who couldn't help but be attracted to his eyes, and leaned on the sofa dejectedly... Even though everything was just an image in the spiritual sea, in reality he was a little unable to bear this terrible weight!
Then he couldn't help but sit up again.
He may understand where Corellon's slightly crazy behavior comes from... The father of the face-controlling elves, if he doesn't go crazy after seeing such a beautiful image, then he's not him!
That is a beauty that cannot be expressed in words.
The mysterious and otherworldly temperament has been slightly faded, and the lines have become two or three times rougher, and that is how Trasil, the most beautiful elf god king in the world, Vestaria, looks like.
The beauty of Westalia, although breathtaking, is something Hill can understand.
But the Lord of Destiny in front of us... maybe it's because he was born in the most mysterious river of destiny, right?
It's so beautiful that I can't even praise it.
Luo Shenfu seems to be insulting his beauty.
Hill's mental body shrank into a ball in his own spiritual sea... The combination of these two can indeed be said to be a portrayal of the most beautiful people who should be together.
Although Corellon's face is still 30% or 40% worse than the Lord of Destiny, her smart and cute temperament makes up for the gap.
As for the Lord of Destiny, he didn't want to have an heir with Corellon at first.
Corellon himself requested it.
He has a destiny star in the River of Destiny, so he knows that the Lord of Destiny, who was born with the appearance of the River of Destiny, rarely appears in the same place.
It is very difficult to find him again.
However, if he has this heir, he can rely on blood connection to have another possible encounter.
Of course the Lord of Destiny is willing.
Although Corellon was born late, he is still a god born innately in the multiverse after all... Although affected by the World Tree, Corellon and the orc god were indeed born from the original matter of the multiverse.
Therefore, Corellon is the most likely to break the restrictions of the law and let his descendants see the existence of this world.
But the master of fate is not just waiting for the decision of fate... He is the master of fate, how could he do nothing?
He set many restrictions on his descendants.
The reason why Westalia's brain is a little bit damaged, Hill suspects, is that it was sealed to death by the Lord of Destiny.
Apart from the resemblance of the face, there is almost nothing else.
Not to mention the descendants of Vistalia, it is completely impossible to activate even a trace of the bloodline from the Lord of Destiny.
The Lord of Destiny didn't think that much at first. Anyway, Westalia's survival proved that his idea was correct.
The restriction placed on him by the multiverse is just that he does not want another him to appear, not that his descendants cannot be born at all.
However, it is also because of this kind of experience that the Lord of Destiny cannot tolerate the existence of his descendants who are not allowed to be born by the laws of the world... If the bear of the earth had not found his descendants, of course he would not
Will take care of it.
Therefore, he borrowed a little bit of the aftermath of the God of Time and Space.
I brought Hill, who had some lingering traces of the Law of the Earth, from that world... Hill was indeed himself, but his arrival was not an accident.