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This is a continent full of life This is an eternally silent continent It seems to have nothing to rely on, drifting in the endless "sea" It seems to be endless, growing under the protection of "natural principles" He nurtured a powerful civilization He killed a powerful civilization people call it sanctions people call it heaven When the power that does not belong here shows its scales and horns He will rain down thunder upon it When the power that belongs here also blooms its own light He will also create an eternal night for it Traveler, please remember my poetry The original god was also a god of sorrow The God who brings all sorrow Just to stop causing grief