"Did you feel anything?"
Silence.
Fierce Breaker stood behind the Overseer. His head had been reattached, and he had fully healed. Swamp Dragon hadn't been sure if the Overseer would keep Fierce Breaker alive or not, but he had said that there was a possibility that the Overseer would like to keep him around.
Turns out, Swamp Dragon had been right. Surprisingly, the Overseer hadn't killed Fierce Breaker along with everyone else.
However, that also didn't mean a lot. After all, Fierce Breaker's life was still in the Overseer's hands.
"Does it matter?" a female voice asked.
Fierce Breaker raised an eyebrow as he looked at the Overseer. She looked like a regular human. Her height was a bit above average, and she had long red hair. She wore a black military uniform, and at this moment, she was just looking at the world.
Her world.
"It doesn't," Fierce Breaker answered with a snort. "You're caught in Swamp Dragon's web of plots. Chances are high that your actions will lead to your death, and the best thing of all is that you will do so willingly."
The Overseer narrowed her eyes as she glared at Fierce Breaker coldly. At the same time, Fierce Breaker felt the weight of a powerful Momentum pressing onto his mind.
"I am over a billion years old," the Overseer commented evenly. "Do you truly believe a mere Spirit Lord can outsmart me?"
"Yes, I do," Fierce Breaker answered. "Swamp Dragon might not be as old as you, but this strange inheritance has changed him. It's hard to believe, but he managed to predict all of this. He even predicted that you would keep me alive."
"A careless decision made of a momentary fancy," the Overseer answered. "Your continued existence is inconsequential. The only reason why you are still here is that you might still prove useful."
"Is that the truth?" Fierce Breaker asked. "Or is this your human side influencing your actions?"
The Overseer's eyes became more intense. The words of this Spirit Lord felt surprisingly scathing. Killing him wouldn't be difficult. She wouldn't even feel anything.
However, killing Fierce Breaker would make her feel like she would have lost some kind of imaginary battle of wills.
"Is it necessary to kill every living thing to comprehend the Minor Law of Death?" she asked.
"Almost everything," Fierce Breaker answered. "The God of the Cult also looked at the Minor Law of Death before, and he didn't need to kill everyone. He still had a group of people with him. You have to view it as an us-versus-them situation. Are we part of the world or are we just onlookers at this moment? If you think I'm part of the world, you'll have to kill me."
The Overseer went through countless scenarios in her head.
It would make no sense for Fierce Breaker to lie right now. After all, he hadn't even been sure if she would spare him. Additionally, she had already eradicated all life in the Main Dimension.
"You may keep living," she said after some time.
"Once more, your actions are driving you closer to death," Fierce Breaker said with a small smile.
"Are you claiming that you're a danger?" she asked coldly.
"It depends on what you mean with 'you'," Fierce Breaker said. "I am not a danger. I will also never become a danger. Yet, if I am no longer myself, things might change."
"What mysterious words," the Overseer commented dryly. "If they were spoken by a Lord or Demigod, I might even consider them important."
Fierce Breaker just smirked knowingly.
Swamp Dragon had predicted almost all of this. Sure, he hadn't perfectly predicted how things would go since there were always unknowns, but he had made plans for all eventualities. The current development perfectly mimicked one of the eventualities Swamp Dragon had predicted.
This gave Fierce Breaker a lot of confidence. After all, almost all eventualities in which the Overseer would kill Fierce Breaker had passed. The next eventuality would arrive much later, and if they ever reached that moment...
It would mean that the Overseer had survived two moments that could realistically kill her.
"I want to make a guess," Fierce Breaker said. "I'm just curious if Swamp Dragon correctly predicted your situation."
The Overseer's immediate instinct was to tell Fierce Breaker to shut up. After all, she wanted to comprehend the Minor Law of Death, and these conversations were making it hard to focus.
Yet, Fierce Breaker's tales of Swamp Dragon's schemes had drawn her interest. She was mildly curious about his predictions.



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