An Extra’s POV

Death.

The world was covered in the stench of it.

No matter where you looked, there would always be a dead body—a gaping corpse whose wretched form stared back at you.

The skies seemed to be shrouded in an eternal night, and a nonsensical mix of freezing heat pervaded everything.

Chaos was rampant.

Destruction became trite.

Humanity, after fighting the long war for fifteen straight years… was finally on the brink of extinction.

In this despairing world, three silhouettes sped across the devastated battlefield.

They trampled on the bodies of their fallen comrades, their feet splashing around the blood of the dismembered corpses around them.

Despite such obvious desecration, they didn't seem to care.

Their goal—The Chamber of the Ancients—was far too valuable for any kind of hesitation in their march.

Also, they were in a bit of a hurry.

~WHOOSH!~

Like the very personification of wind, they flowed through the area, ensuring they could reach their goal in time.

And, by some absurd miracle… they did!

The Chamber of the Ancients—a dome-like structure that existed at the furthest ends of the domain they existed in—accepted their entry.

The three were able to get in, just in time for the Solstice to begin.

The Celestial Solstice that took place once every hundred years—the short window that caused the veils of reality to thin out considerably… creating the perfect chance for a miracle.

The three silhouettes were bathed in the light that shone from within the dome, revealing their true identities.

There was a white-haired Mage, immensely beautiful, with crimson eyes and several charms placed all over her enchanting body. Her Mage Attire had many torn all over, a sign of the dreary experience she had to endure in the war.

but she still had the same bright smile as the first day—five years ago—when the first

now?" The voice of the second man rang with boldness and

tone, but he hid it

dark brown eyes. He was of average looks, but his well-built body

due to being unkempt for a long period.

face, and by extension, the scar on his left

A mark he received in order to save the life

We just got here." Lucielle mumbled as she began to look

Rey knew that Lucielle was busy observing the runic language that covered the walls of their surroundings, matching it to what they had learned over the past

Oracle's words rang true, so that meant the power they sought was

power to

to do lies over there.

the stage, and rune-like depictions warbled as if they could go off at any

raising

towards the altar, and Lucielle observed

augment the Magic Circle in order to suit our purposes." Lucielle rubbed her chin as she

how far back we

back, the more time and energy will be required to activate.

yeah, the butterfly

It's the Dragonfly effect,

world, it's called

to contribute even a word to the conversation. He had an oddly cut

unsightly in appearance, so he often bowed his head to hide his

can't afford to make too many big changes since it'll derail the events that'll happen even more." Lucielle sighed, her eyes still on the runes in the

had to understand everything about them—their arrangements, formation, up to the tiniest details—or else there could be a

that we don't

to make changes. We just can't make significant ones except at given points in time, so we can

"…."

itself will make changes that are significant. I suppose it is unavoidable." Lucielle muttered,

to

go. For now, it's best

the hands of the lanky blonde and pulled him over to her

on, Adonis! Let's get to

to beam, and Rey watched this exchange

and Disciple relationship makes me a bit teary, you

me wish my own

a moment, there

Then—