"Not a prophecy. A record. An incomplete record of events that were supposed to happen — and in many cases, have happened. The death flags I've been navigating, the containment crisis, the Cult's infiltration — I knew about these because the record described them."
"The record was wrong about some things," Seraphina said. Not a question. She'd felt enough through the concert link to know that my knowledge had gaps. The particular intuition of a healer whose perception extended into energy signatures that most cultivators couldn't detect.
"The record was significantly wrong about a lot of things. It missed Sera. It missed Nihil's true nature. It missed the concert. It missed the fact that every person on this platform has an inner life that the record couldn't capture."
"What does the record say happens next?" Liora asked. Direct. Practical. The swordswoman cutting to the operational core because Liora had no patience for explanations when action was required.
