The city in the sky, the address of the elves, the symbol of all harmony, the life of my sister and my sister is as happy as this continent. Until the sister mistakenly extinguished the holy fire of the altar and the tear moth arrived, darkness followed, instantly swallowing up this continent that had never experienced a war.
After the harmony of the mainland disappeared, what was replaced was blood, corpses, tears and screams. Looking at all this, my sister regretted it. In order to survive and save the continent in order to gain the trust of the tear moth, she did not hesitate to take a sword and cut off her lover's head. In this way, she had to bear the name of a sinner for five hundred years and lived in pain.
The living elves came to the world, and they jointly begged the five goddesses of destiny to come and rebuild the elves' continent. So the city of the goddess was built high in the world, just like the responsibility, mission and dignity it carried. ． ． ． ． ． ． ．