The sky is ink-black, and a heavy sense of oppression falls from the nine heavens, as if an invisible giant hand is choking the throat of all things. He stands alone at the absolute peak of the world, the shattered battle flag fluttering behind him, the only relic left by countless fallen comrades.
The long sword in his hand is called “Reverse Scale,” its blade gathering the last bit of starlight, futilely resisting the ancient darkness. He remembers that the sky was once a deep blue, and the sunlight once warmed the earth. Until that day, the so-called “Heaven’s Way” manifested, treating all
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