Vera stared at her father, waiting for him to crack a joke, but the punchline never came. He remained serious, looking at her, waiting for her response.
"How is that possible?" she asked finally, when he realized that he was being serious. "I've seen my future multiple times. Never have I ever been hunted down by a Dao Lord in any single one of my futures."
"Well, yes, naturally, because there is an order to these things. The amount of Essence wormhole energy in your body is actually the least of any of my creations, for I honestly never actually meant to drag you into this. It was more of an accident.
"Regardless, the principle is quite simple. Just as ordinary oracles suffer tribulations for trying to overreach and look into secrets too grand for their level, we, as in those attuned to the Essence wormholes energy, also have limitations. Primarily, the future we see is always fundamentally flawed.
