Chasing a dream through the void, beneath a vast sea of stars. A young man raised the iron sword in his hand. The soldiers behind him answered by raising their own weapons. At that moment, they faced the most powerful empire in the world... the Koral Empire.
Now, two mighty armies had gathered on the Tasil Plains, about to fight the final battle that would decide the fate of the Domer Empire and the Koral Empire.
The soldiers' shouts.
The battle standards cutting through the air.
The clash of weapons.
The young man closed his eyes and calmly breathed in the air, thick with the scent of slaughter. He looked into the distance at her, standing in the enemy formation. Then, as if he had understood something, the dashing young man let the corner of his mouth curl into a faint smile.
"After all these years, is it finally time for it all to come to an end?"
Nine Star Hegemon Body Art
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