He looked down at the palm of his hand. It was a human’s hand. He went back to being Yi-An again. He looked up. This space had not changed since his previous visit. The ashes covering the world, the dark blue night, the faint white dwarf stars filling the sky, and her.0

“What happened? Why did you show up again?” Yi-An asked in a weary voice.0

“You don’t look happy, huh?”0

“Do you think I would be?” Yi-An stared at her.0

Everything was caused by her. Because of the Elder Lord that she created, countless people committed slaughter without feeling any guilt. Now, even his companions would die. The power of the Ashen God that he received from her allowed him to see the looming deaths, messing up his vision to the point that he could not open his eyes.0

She grinned.0

“You’re always working hard, Crockta.”0

“Hurry up and stop the war.”0

“Why would I?”0

“You said that place is your world, right?”0

“That’s right.”0

She waved. Then, the dark blue night sky and faint stars disappeared, and the landscape of the continent appeared in the sky. Cathalu could be seen, and the citizens were preparing to fight. Everyone was busy.0

The point of view moved. It moved through the plains and showed the imperial army’s military camp. The troops were reinforced, and knights under the Emperor’s command also joined in. It was a large army. If they began their march, Cathalu would disappear off the face of the world, just like the deaths he had seen looming over people’s...0