[Unsystematic, non-cool writing]
(Pre-Civilization) (can be regarded as a sequel to the previous book. If you haven't read it, it won't affect your perception)
On the day I was born, black rain fell from the sky, and strange voices and names appeared in front of me one after another.
They exude sadness, loss or joy, but these have nothing to do with me, because they have never recognized me.
I am just an artificial man in the hands of scientists, a war weapon of the fire-chasing moth.
They call me "an extension of ??'S will"
Or another name "The Herrscher of the Sky"
(It has nothing to do with Xilin, the plot timeline is before civilization)
It's very well written, don't run away [crying]
Come on (ノへ ̄)