This is a world beneath the stars, strange and dazzling, yet seemingly eternal.
Like a sleeping white lion, it can only be awakened from its sweet dreams by the pure light of dawn.
The Fountain of Time flows on, and before anyone realizes it, the ruler of all things has quietly arrived.
But you, legendary heroes of old, now that time has passed, do your names still remain on the tombstones atop the Cloud-crowned Peak?
"The horns of war roar like beasts, and merciless storms sweep in from afar. The warriors are summoned in their respective homelands."
"Behold the mighty banners fluttering in the wind. As long as they stand, how could the enemy's waves ever engulf the emperor's castle?"
"Blood mingles with a thousand years of glory, and the warriors' cries carry the pride of certain victory."
"Victory... the kingdom's people all dream of it day and night."
"But when the enemy finally sends an envoy, claiming that peace can spare us the ravages of disaster, the monarch upon the throne only smiles faintly."
"The war will continue, for this is my preference. The victor will be remembered for all time, while the vanquished are doomed to taste their sorrow alone."
"Meanwhile, the song of triumph already rings through the skies."
------From The Song of Triumph, Volume Ten
