This is a world without high technology that will disappear at the end of the last century. All that remains of humanity is spiritual power, which is magic. But not everyone has spiritual power. Among 100,000 people, there will be a person without spiritual power, a tribe abandoned by [God], the [underdog] who are called [monsters].
Walking alone in the wilderness, the rays of the sun shine at the junction of heaven and earth. Looking far into the distance at the golden light on the distant horizon, it seems as if one is looking back at the glorious past era.
The glory of the empire, the glory of the family, the pride of the soldiers...
Repeatedly fighting "oneself" countless times, then losing oneself, facing oneself, and looking for oneself, maybe this is life.
An end must be a signal of new life.