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.

smile as the first day—five years ago—when the first

of

pain in his tone, but he hid it all

was of average looks, but his well-built body

had now grown long due to being unkempt for a long period. It used to be packed

result, his long hair roughly covered his face,

A mark he received in order to save the life of the comrade

mumbled as she began to

busy observing the runic language that covered the walls of their surroundings, matching it to what they had learned

meant the power they sought was also

power to change

have to do lies over there. With that Magic Circle."

rune-like depictions warbled as if they could go off at

raising one of his

the altar, and Lucielle observed it

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

control how far

back, the more time and energy will be required to

yeah, the butterfly

It's the Dragonfly

our old world, it's called the Butterfly Effect.

third member of the trio. He silently watched everything, unable to contribute even a word to the conversation. He had an oddly cut yellow hair, his very lean appearance, and his face could

was unsightly in appearance, so he often bowed his head to hide his full face from anyone

the events that'll happen even more." Lucielle sighed, her eyes

everything about them—their arrangements, formation, up to

is that

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

"…."

the past… that in itself will make changes that are

to

we go. For now, it's best we

lanky blonde and

Let's

the boy to beam, and Rey watched this exchange

you know?" His chuckle

me wish my own Master

moment,

Then—