Damian's mind pulled backward, finding words spoken by that mysterious being before everything had ended.
"If one day you truly have the power to devour all the Aura in existence, to consume every Law and become what you've declared..."
The voice echoed through his thoughts with perfect clarity.
"Remember one thing. There is no such thing as true peace."
His crimson eyes tracked the Hooded One's shrouded form, the question forming with cold precision.
'Was that being really the Beggar and not my future self?'
The pieces refused to fit together cleanly.
'Did he say all of that because he already walked the path to its end?'
His jaw worked slightly, the only outward sign of internal processing.
'Was he trying to warn me against making the same–'
"After the fall of the God's Era..."
The Hooded One's voice cut through Damian's spiraling thoughts like a blade through silk.
"I searched for answers to questions that kept me awake through ages."
