Chapter 125: [Circumstances!]

"A Fate Weaver, huh? The Heavens must be mocking me."

I looked at him with my eyes wide open. For a few seconds, I forgot to breathe, but then my consciousness came back naturally to me as I calmed down.

"You know of... the Fate Weavers?" I asked as I looked at him.

He paused for a moment before asking," how long has it been that you appeared in this world? No... tell me how many Primordials have you met till now?"

I paused for a moment before wondering how I should go about answering things... but since I could restart all over...

"4 months and 1 Primordial," I answered.

"That young?!" He spoke out in disbelief.

"Kind of," I answered again, making him look at me before pondering over something as he looked at me,

"Just out of curiosity... do you know who am I? Or even what I am talking about?"

I pondered before speaking," I am from a future of the mortals, so I know a bit about the future. Though it is my first time meeting you. As for the primordials and stuff... I am afraid that I don't know more than I have been told."

By this time, all that fear that I was feeling vanished, as if it had never existed.

'Strange...' I thought before focusing back on him.

He looked at me for a moment before speaking," seems like you really don't know much, huh?"

'Seems like it's not all too impossible to talk to him... though the others don't seem to fair as much,' I thought as I looked down below.

They all seemed to be lifeless as they stood there watching up, staring in the sky with their eyes instilled with fear.

"Well, this is a bit of a tricky situation..." he spoke out of nowhere, making me confused a little. Though he explained his words saying,

"By the rules, I am not allowed to kill a Fate Weaver with more than 7 restrictions, and I myself cannot die, so we are trapped here. I cannot let you go out of this place either, or else you might help the prisoners."

"Not allowed to kill?" I asked, a bit surprised.

"Yeah. Since we were too powerful, the Primordials placed some restrictions on us regarding you people as well." He shook his head in dejection. He seemed to be sad about it.

I patted his back to make him feel better.

"You care about my feelings?" I looked at him with a smirk.

"Nope. Not one bit," he answered before speaking,

"If you want to convince me to send all of them back, then you will need to present something in return for it as well."

"A deal, huh? Not that I mind. So, what do you want?"

At this point, it was a rather strange conversation.

We were seriously discussing a hypothetical situation that shouldn't even matter. I should probably ask him about it after I get what I want.

"What do you think is worth so many lives and the entire city and the forest?" He smirked back at me.

"Beats me. You already got an eternal life and stuff... you have to tell me what you want," I honestly was stumped a little.

There was little I could do about it.

"If you are so curious, then I guess I'll throw it at you. I want you to find me the location of a certain God. His name is Lirawern, the forgotten Ancient God of Irrationality."

He spoke as he looked at me. His face seemed not so happy at the moment, but... if it was just information... then maybe I could do something about it.

'God of irrationality, huh? I think I have heard that name somewhere,' I thought as I got deeper in my thoughts.

"All right. Is that all?" I asked, and he gave me a deep look.

His serious face vanished as a smile formed on his face.

"For you to make that face... I wonder what kind of powers you have. Fate Weaver... what is your name?" He asked with a respect filled voice.

"Adam... Adam Wesker," I spoke as I opened my system.

"I will remember that name," he added.

"Sure sure, you will," I gave him a quick smile before

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