Whose fault?

Ning grew stunned for a moment. 

So it was his fault, wasn't it? Since he was the one that opened the portal, the reason these people had died, the reason so many people were missing; it was all his fault.

He stopped midair as he hovered there with a complicated look appearing on his face. Worry and guilt filled him as soon as he realized that he was at fault for this tragedy.

"I did this…" he said softly. "I'm responsible for all of this."

<No. >

As if a guiding light in a sea of darkness, the System's voice pulled Ning away from blaming himself.

Ning's sorrowful eyes turned to confused ones. "I'm… not responsible?" he asked.

<No >

"Then who is?" he asked.

<A Constellation named Stryxus.>