This is a new work by a new author, so please forgive me if there are any shortcomings in the writing.

The tower of the imperial spirit stands on the planet, and the disturbing star cage deceives the sight of the gods.

Six kings staked their fates on the land, and the deceased paved the way with their souls.

When all the flames are finally extinguished, can we still see the dawn breaking through the long night and hope coming?

"Ayan, you were my salvation..."

"Now, let me be your hope!"