“Dragon of Twilight has sneaked into my network, I can feel it, but it is our best chance, Gaia.”
Earth Goddess silently nodded.
“I understand, mother.”
But she stopped and asked: “The next era, really, as we think, we really – can we win the final victory?”
“I don’t know, my child, but everything has the possibility of its existence. This may be the fate of our World, but there is someone who will master it.”
Everything seems to have gradually faded down and become insignificant.
The image of Gaia Goddess was also disappeared between moments.
All around seems to reappear and become quiet.
But it was at this time that a gentle voice suddenly rang in Brando’s heart: “There are many doubts in your heart, right? My child?”
Brando looked back and looked around and seemed to want to see someone – but he didn’t get anything, he resisted the horror of his heart, started talking: “Mother Marsha, is that you?”
“It’s me, boy.”
Brando was silent for a moment before he asked: “Adult, where is this? Where am I? Am I still alive?”
“This is my World,” Marsha said softly. “As for whether you are still alive, I think you have your own answer, isn’t that so, my child?”
Brando is silent.
After a while, he finally asked the question he had always had: “Mother Marsha, you know my origin, right?”
“I know the origins of everyone,” the gentle voice replied: “My child, I know the thoughts in your heart, maybe I will give you this answer.”
Brando suddenly saw the wind and sand rising in the sky, and the dust and sand gathered into a tower, which formed a scene familiar to him.
He stood in the middle of a street.
On both sides are the tall buildings and the flowing traffic. He turned around and even saw the dazzling array of shopping malls and billboards – one of the billboards, and even the poster about “Amber Sword”.
All of this is so familiar to him.
That is everything else in World.
His past memories.
……
He even saw a person.
It was a middle-aged man with a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a briefcase. He was facing himself. For a moment, Brando almost raised his hand to say hello to each other –
Everything is like the past.
It was his teacher, who occupied an extremely important part of his childhood. He even remembered that the other had a daughter–a lively little girl with a temper.
But how many years ago was that memory?
ten years?
Twenty years?
Brando looked at each other with a blank look.
Then everything is disappeared.
“Mother Marsha, this is…” Brando felt one’s own sound a little hoarse.
“My child,” Marsha’s soft voice echoed: “Everyone has one’s own past, and we are the same – God races, once from such a World – that World is destroyed in the flames, and only The people who are saved are called the first generation. It is the firstmen, or the Matteya people, the travelers, who traveled with many Worlds in the past, until they came to this World…”
“That was the story before the first era. With the joint efforts of firstmen, we built everything. I created this World and called it Vaunde.”
“However, the civilization and order that we brought from the past World is so out of place with this new world. When the old and new orders collide, the world’s hostility, Twilight, wakes up from chaos. Come over.”
“…the war that has been going on since ancient times has begun.”
Although Brando is not the first to hear about this history, Marsha’s personal description has made him yearn for the epic history: the inheritance of civilization between the two Worlds. Planeswalker’s ancestors used their almost great power to create such a miracle.
then. Only now has everything that people see in this era.
But Marsha’s tone is not high, and it seems that she is not proud or proud of it: “My child. From the beginning of the war to the present, it is destined that we are going to fight against this World’s Will, so In every war, we almost failed.”
“…In order to save myself, I left the sword of the fate of ‘Amber’ in the supreme authority of tiamat as the last means of restarting this World – and in the next five wars, almost Every time. We all survive through it.”
“Amber?” Brando is puzzled: “Isn’t that the ultimate throne?”
When he headed out, he suddenly discovered that I didn’t know when the mother of all things had appeared in front of him.
Marsha’s face was filled with a smile with the god Holy Light, she looked at him, but did not directly answer this question.
“Do you understand the meaning of the throne, my child -“
Brando is a little overwhelmed.
Marsha smiled and continued to say: “My child, you must understand that in the eternal war. We are not immortal; and one day, when the gods are one by one, we are guarded Everything will be the end of the destiny in such an era.”
“Destined?” Brando frowned. “Mother Marsha, if everything is doomed, what is the significance of all this war? You say that amber is a sword that mortal dominates fate. It really allows us to dominate one’s own destiny. ?”
For the answer to this question, Marsha smiled and shook her head.
She only replied: “Our World, once and for all, is reborn again and again, but everything is not unchanged, children. Although the end of each war is repeated, it seems like an inextricable knot, but the bronzes are like this. Under the situation -“
“Bronze family?”
“They are leaving us. My children, but that is a necessity.” Marsha’s voice was calm and calm: “In the dark, the spring-filled clockwork is returning to its original place – because, from the very beginning They have already pointed to a path to victory.”
“What?” Brando was slightly startled. He had only heard of the betrayal of the Bronze, but he had never heard of such a thing.
Marsha seemed to be surprised by his surprise and continued: “In that era, I saw such a hope in the Bronze, perhaps there is a way for us to coexist with Will of this World, we After all, the purpose is not to destroy everything, but to guard this new home…”
When I heard this, Brando suddenly understood something: “So this is…”
“Yes, this is the beginning of the mortal era, the mortal people born in Black Iron, born from this – my children, this is the era you have seen.”
Brando was silent and half-speaking.
It was not until a few minutes later that he was once again started talking: “However, the Dragon of Twilight did not weaken by this. Instead, the gods and firstmen one by one left the world. In our time, the power of mortals is so Humble, where is our hope?”
“How can we beat the Dragon of Twilight?”
His raises head came, looked towards Marsha’s eyes, the sly scorpion’s scorpion, full of pleasing colors.
Marsha slowly walked over to Brando’s, extending the hand, on his forehead – Brando couldn’t feel the touch of her hand, but felt a touch of warmth.
“You should understand, Brando, my child. Dragon of Twilight is not the World’s Will itself. It only represents the hostility and destruction of this World. When the conflict between the old and new order is inevitable, it is born.”
“So when it’s time to end, it’s the death of Dragon of Twilight, my child.”
“End everything?”
Marsha fell on him with silver’s gaze and looked at him quietly.
“Dragon of Twilight understands in the wars of four eras, and must win the highest authority of tiamatLaws – Amber Sword, which can completely end this – our World.”
“To this end, it does not hesitate to project one’s own ontology in the network of tiamat, and land in this world in the form of tangible, and occupy the body of Miss Romaine.”
“Because it knew the plans of the God races. And through the departure of the bronzes, the most important part of the plan was stolen. It was arranged by one’s own. Let the results of the sixth war move in the direction of their expectations. Until today, the arrival of this moment -“