Arya, the Downtrodden Noble

"No matter what era we are in, struggle has always been the main theme of human history. Peace is never born from nothing, it is the white flower that blooms on corpses. This book is not about glory. It is neither the glow of silver armor of a dragon knight passing through the clouds, nor the hymn of an elven choir reviving a dead tree. Under the gilded surface of the epic, there is nothing but devastation: I have witnessed mountains being destroyed into plains, the remains of giant weapons of war lying between the mountains, the exposed salt crusts spreading for thousands of miles after the transpiration of the ocean, the light of explosive magic burning the night into day... The so-called "miraculous" is nothing but the fire of sin that burns out civilization - when the twelve floating cities burned and fell towards the earth's veins, even the stars closed their eyes. As the bells of the new era ring in, please remember the crow's revelation: Those with power put shackles on themselves, The poet is busy carving odes to the butcher's knife, Civilians laid flowers for the executioner under the gallows, Destruction never begins with magic, but with a numbing worship of violence. If you dig out skulls in the earth, or hear the chattering teeth of the dead in the storm... Don't be afraid, it is just a reminder from the old century: peace requires more courage than fighting - it requires you to cut off the thorns growing in your heart with your own hands every day. I use my remaining time to erect a monument here: May the mirror be clear and may peace last forever. When the twin moons coincide on the sky wall, the heart of stone will beat again. " ——Excerpt from "A Letter to All the People of the New Generation" by Verdis, the final magister of the old generation.