(Simply put, this story is told mainly from the perspective of a useless, adorable little girl, with several plotlines unfolding around her. I'll do my best to give everyone a thrilling mecha battle in a Western fantasy world, along with love and hatred that are bound to leave you sighing. (As long as I don't abandon the story, haha.) (It's not easy being a new writer, so please consider adding it to your collection as you pass by. *teary-eyed*))
This is the worst of times, and also the best of times.
Darkness covers the earth. Glory is about to descend.
The despair of mortals forges the legends of heroes.
The cries of mortals compose the heroes' anthem.
This is the interweaving of light and darkness, a variation on the themes of good and evil.
The black thorns are about to bloom in their ultimate beauty,
and the trumpet of victory will sound at last.
Why do you weep for me?
The battle song of blood and fire has already begun.
Even if this body falls into ultimate evil,
I will still pursue that wondrous light!
