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.

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

here! What now?" The voice of the second

a hint of pain in his tone, but

was of average looks, but his

length, but it had now grown long due to being unkempt for a long period.

result, his long hair roughly covered his face, and by extension, the

mark he received in order to save the life

Rey. We just got here." Lucielle mumbled as she began to look around the dome's

was busy observing the runic language that covered the walls of their surroundings, matching

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

to

think what we have to do lies over there. With that Magic Circle." Lucielle pointed

depictions warbled as if they could go off at any

Rey responded, raising one of his

towards the altar, and Lucielle observed it some

what I'm seeing here, I'll have to augment the Magic Circle in

can control how far back we

really. The further back, the more time and energy will be required to activate. Plus, remember what I've

the butterfly

the

world, it's called the Butterfly Effect. Same

exchange by both parties 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 his face could be

in appearance, so he often bowed his head to hide

derail the events that'll happen

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

point is that we don't

just can't make significant ones except at given points in time, so we can predict exactly what happens and

"…."

this present, by going to the past… that in itself will make changes that are significant. I suppose it is

I've been trying to say." Rey responded with a

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

of the lanky blonde and pulled him

on, Adonis! Let's get to

boy to beam, and Rey watched this exchange with

bit teary, you know?" His chuckle

me wish my own Master

a moment, there

Then—