I gave a helpless laugh, grabbed a drink from a guest's hand, took a sip, and started laughing again.
"When you two sent me into the Mirror World, wasn't your intention to trap me there? But what you didn't expect was that Mother Goddess Nuwa acted first—I entered the Mirage World, awakened earlier than you planned, and became Hell itself."
"I guess that's just how unpredictable life can be."
Past Ethan Justice spoke, sighing with emotion. I gulped down a bottle of wine, stood up, and wiped my mouth.
"None of you succeeded, none of you stopped anything, yet now you interfere with the present. Don't you think that's a bit much?"
I questioned angrily, but Past Ethan Justice only smiled.
"We did fail. After your death, we did try to seal you away in the Mirror World forever, but clearly, that didn't work."
As we spoke, I started walking. Black flames ignited on the ground. I opened a door, and Past Ethan Justice followed me slowly. I stepped onto a pristine white beach, where a man stood by the shore—dressed in black robes like me, his long hair flying in the sea breeze, and the Greatsword Revenant, its blade engraved with human and ghostly figures, was stabbed into the sand.
"Let go of your malice, Ethan Justice. That's the only path you should take, not..."
"Did you manage it? You couldn't either. Neither of you ever did, yet you expect me to? Sorry, but I can't do it either."