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.

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

here! What now?" The voice of the second

of pain in his tone, but he hid it all in

average looks, but his well-built body and incredibly long blade were far

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

hair roughly covered his face, and by extension, the scar

received in order to save the life of the comrade next to

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

course, Rey knew that Lucielle was busy observing the runic language that covered the walls of their

that meant the power they sought was

power to

have to do lies over there.

and rune-like depictions warbled as if

responded, raising

rushed towards the altar, and Lucielle

have to augment the Magic Circle in order to

how far back we

not really. The further back, the more time and energy will be required to activate. Plus, remember what I've been warning

the

the Dragonfly effect,

our old world, it's called the

was observed by the 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

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

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

them—their arrangements, formation, up to the tiniest details—or else there could

your point is that we

ones except at given points in time, so we can predict exactly what happens

"…."

to the past… that in itself will make

trying to say." Rey responded

it out as we go. For now, it's

hands of the lanky blonde and pulled him

Adonis! Let's get to

beam, and Rey watched this exchange with a sad smile on his

Master and Disciple relationship makes me a bit teary, you know?" His chuckle rang hollow as he

me wish my own Master was

moment, there was

Then—