The War of the Sky

Looking up at the stars, I find countless bright stars staring at me, and the thread of fate is tangled here for no reason. Fall, rebirth, immortality... My sword and I stood on the towering peak of Locker, the hero's blood flowed under my feet, the old mage blew the bone dragon horn, and the night elves of Montasha penetrated nature with their pure eyes... The light fell from the void, and I bathed in it. Under the huge throne, all living things surrendered. It turns out that the ancient gods are not immortal, and the inherited memories bloom here. With my feet on the ground, I said: "If you believe, the night sky will eventually shed the rain that washes away sins and the light that guides the way forward." Spin the wheel of cause and effect, I, Buwanga Lelo Garcia, Guardian of Ricuador, Uncrowned King! The sword points to the sky and is immortal.