“Epochal Sources” are not a blessing, but a battlefield.
The foundation of the world is not made of unbreakable laws. Instead, it consists of countless rivers of energy called “Epochal Sources.” They are both sources of power and naked manifestations of philosophical conflict in the realm of reality.
This is no debate of ideas. It is a destructive experiment played out on the world as a chessboard and all living beings as its pieces. When “ideals” are forged into terrifying weapons and “faith” is melted into cages that imprison reality, the entire structure of existence begins to groan under the strain.
The cold order of gears, the cognitive poison of lies, the distortion of absurd delight... The laws of different Epochal Sources are like boiling furnaces, clashing violently even as they are forcibly fused, attempting to give birth to a monstrosity capable of negating everything that exists and reshaping all things.
“Shh... Let’s watch together...” said the man holding a fountain pen.
A colossal entity in the inner world and outer world tore through the barrier between them.
“The third time... The barrier has been breached. The Calamity Blood King is not like the ones from a hundred or a thousand years ago.”
A new War of the Divine Thrones began.
The throne of “Freedom” would become the first sacrifice... and the sun would rise because of it.
“Everyone will go mad. Everyone will die.”
“We’re just a bunch of lunatics controlled by fate, poor fools toying with ourselves.”
“Let’s make a deal. Maybe you can bear it.”
“Fine.”
Make your choice. A drop of water fell.
“Can we go see that field of flowers again?”
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