The pacification of the demonic invasion brought not peace but another disaster.
The group of people went around in circles, either returning to the starting point, reaching the peak, or heading towards final destruction.
"Yes? No? Haha, actually..."
The sound was faint in the air, like a reed pipe blown away by the wind.
"Destiny, destiny,"
But who remembers her words on the vast plain?
"Is it me? Not me? It all belongs to me!"