With a single thought, the lives of all beings seem so small. The world is vast beyond imagining, with so much left unseen. The world changes, old friends stay in the heart. Someone died saving another, and a young man drew his sword for someone else. He did not know what he was living for, so he drew his sword to find the meaning of life.
The young man who once traveled alone can now stand on his own. For those behind him, for all living beings, and for the one he loves, he steps forward, just as he did when whale rain fell all those years ago. Time flows on, and the wind whispers through the world.
After ten thousand years, he raises the sword he once wielded again. This time, all living beings stand behind him, while the young man stands alone at the front.
