THE ETERNAL FLAME.
Apparently, it had been there in Hell longer than Drystan.
Neoma, for some reason, felt the urge to eat the flame.
[Yeah, my appetite is definitely broken.]
"Little princess, you're more powerful, wiser, and calmer than the little princess of the first timeline," Drystan said. "However, the other little princess has something that you do not possess yet."
Neoma raised an eyebrow. "The power to set the world on fire?"
"It's necessary for you to retrieve the power that you owned in the first timeline."
"Gosh, haven't you learned your lesson yet? What if I use the Eternal Flame to burn the world once again?"
"As I said before, you set the world on fire for a noble reason."
"Mass murder is still mass murder. No amount of "noble reason" can justify it," Neoma said. "However, we made a contract. Plus, I've already resigned myself to saving the world since that's what my loved ones call 'home.'"
