The rain in Mirror City never stops. In a city full of futuristic science fiction, everything here looks very quiet and beautiful, but under the bustling city there is an undercurrent. The mysterious "echoes", the "cornerstone" of the world and the ancient history before the Founding Era seem to be controlled by the huge manager high above the city - the sky, which seems to be trying its best to bury some kind of historical truth...
A girl in a white sweatshirt walked out of place on the rainy road, chewing bubble gum and blowing bubbles from time to time...
"Huh? Is this... An echo?"
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