Julius's face paled, and his hands trembled slightly as Destiny's final words settled in his mind.
"My mortal enemy?"
Fear was obvious in his voice, but there was confusion mixed into it as well. As far as Julius knew, he had done nothing that should have placed him in the crosshairs of an existence as grand as Fate.
He had certainly made plenty of enemies during his life, but Fate? That was on an entirely different level.
Why would an existence that had once been powerful enough to govern the threads of an entire universe care about someone like him?
He was just Julius.
A guy who had been through more ridiculous situations than he cared to count, who wanted to kill a few specific people, get Rosalina's happy ending, and eventually settle down somewhere peaceful. That was about as complicated as his plans had been.
"Indeed," Destiny said.
