In the beginning of time, the universe was vast and boundless.

One of them is named Terra.

Star debris forms the borders, and calamities form the patterns.

The gods lowered their eyes, the tyrant was cruel and tyrannical.

Fate weaves a web, and all living beings are its threads.

A lament for the catastrophe, forever etched in our memories.

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At the dawn of the world, tyrants ruled over everything.

Now, the tyrant has been defeated.

The fate of the world was thus rewritten.

The tyranny of the past has long been erased

However, the tyrant's true name has long been forged into an immortal divine oracle, standing firm amidst the torrent of reincarnation.

The bells of calamity are the sighs of the gods; each toll tears through the sky, summoning seekers from all realms to undergo trials.