"March 3, 807
I've descended from above, aboard the Airship descending towards Earth's surface.
The Light God who nearly exterminated the humans of Earth Sea died on Earth's surface, He could only have been killed by an existence mightier than He.
I was pondering what kind of existence could it be? A more powerful God? Or something else?"
"But at that moment, I suddenly realized, what do these questions have to do with me? The Earth's surface is no longer the surface, at least not mine."
"No matter whether this place is the disaster-ravaged Earth's surface or if this is an entirely different world, it has nothing to do with me; I no longer care who killed the Light God."
"After so many years of perseverance, I finally arrived at a wrong answer, and now I wonder why I was so persistent in the first place."
