Darkness is invading from afar, and the temple of light far away in the sky has begun to decay. The child who is believed by all people and loved by all gods finally falls from the clouds.
No one knows where she came from, and no one knows where she will come back from?
This is a weak continent. An accidental time and space rift allows someone to return to this place. That will be their life and their lifelong belief.
The wind was filled with longing, and a person's gentle whisper under the moon awakened the sealed memory.
That was the god he had been waiting for for thousands of years, the treasure he had missed.
Your Highness, welcome back.
Rose flowers will eventually become your most sincere waiting
Intention: The grudges between nobles and commoners, the choice between light and darkness. No matter how great the difficulty is, falling from heaven to hell, you must find a way that belongs only to you.
