Under the setting sun, the dark wings flew by,
Who is it?
Is it him or not?
Eternal rival, eternal partner.
When the Dragon King spreads his giant wings, will you feel sorry for him?
When the Demon King's strange eyes open, will you feel sad for him?
The black scales shine under the roots of the world tree, and the cyan forehead hair is hazy in the pupils and stars.
When you have no choice but to leave, are you willing to do so?
When all you have is destruction, are you sad?
Who knows.
I only know that the Dragon King and the Demon King will be sad forever.
——The prophet on the treetops of the world, the white dragon Royal Espoir