The legendary warriors who are isolated from the world in the divine domain are still human beings after all, and they have had relatives, friends, and encounters that passed by them in life. This is the story of the ordinary people around the Saints before the Holy War begins.
Inscription: When everything in the distant past has dissipated, when people died, when everything was destroyed, there are still fragrances and flavors that remain alone, more fragile but more passionate, more illusory and more permanent, more loyal, like souls, calling us on the ruins, waiting, expecting, and unswervingly carrying memories of this endless city with their tiny and almost uncaptured existence. ——Marcel Proust, "In Search of Lost Time"
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