The Last Star's Prayer

Year 4286, Ivar Galaxy.

In the star system, two crowns, one gold and one silver, shine together, shining in the empty space. The two figures shuttled back and forth between the galaxy, colliding and fighting with each other.

The galloping figure was like a flash of light, erupting everywhere in the space, and the shattered energy was dispersed in the vast universe, swallowing small meteorites and comets that happened by chance, and then rushing to the end of the endless galaxy.

Following the two crowns were two groups of nearly identical angels. One of them turned their wings into rebellious bright red to show their difference from before.

The scorching sun and the cold moon intertwined, and the broken crown fragments swayed in the sky, and the shocking fire fell, beautiful and sad.

"Why, Raiguire." The archangel holding the flaming sword, overlooking the familiar and unfamiliar figure below, that is the younger sister who grew up with him, and the closest companion in the past.

"Why, because I don't want to see my brother call the curtain here, that's all." Raigui looked up at the admirable brother.

Once Michael's plan is successful, not only will the two worlds gradually separate and stop interfering with each other, but it also means that the sun crown will disintegrate in the sea of ​​akka, and its wielder himself, including other energy forms participating in the plan All of the angels will die at the end of the plan and vanish into thin air.

"If happiness is the sacrifice of one group of people for the benefit of another, then I don't think that's happiness, it's unhappiness."

"So what? Show your mercy as the moon, Raiguire." Michelle shook her head and was silent for a while.

"That's just a simple escape. Blindly escaping can't solve the fundamental problem. Our civilization has come to the brink of extinction. Being forced into this narrow corner, there is no way to retreat."

"However, turning other clansmen into angels is not suitable for everyone. Forcibly changing them means losing their emotions." Lai Guire said about what happened recently.

In order to carry out the plan, a large number of angels are needed as the nodes of the throne, distributed throughout the galactic universe, entering the middle area of ​​the Sea of ​​Erzaka, and then leading the gradual separation of the two cosmic dimensions.

But not every soul existence is suitable for being a pure angel, and in order to adapt, it means giving up some things, such as rich emotions.

"I have already told everyone that everyone is willing to implement the plan, not forcing it." Mijiale looked at the silver-haired girl and made the final explanation.

"It sounds nice, what's the difference between turning a living person into a statue, and can such a person still be considered alive?" Leguire shouted, she seemed unable to accept such a thing, those familiar faces were With the same existence as her relatives, she cannot accept such alienation.

"Of course I know it's not good to do this, but what can you change just by your own words!" Michael yelled.

"You're a vile bastard, you! You are useless! You can't do anything! Don't know what to do! You have come up with a way to change the world!" Tears swayed in the sky.

"I! Will become a god, change the world, and save the world." The golden crown shone like the sun, radiating light.

"But you will lose your ego forever, become emotionless machines, talking corpses, self-destructing in a swan song."

Raiguire spoke of the scene that made her despair. She doesn't care about the survival of civilization and the future development of human beings, she only cares about everything in the present, those familiar people and things.

"My steadfast and determined brother, but you are so arrogant, so arrogant that you think your actions are absolutely correct and unique." Laiguier closed his eyes slightly, and the crown of the moon behind him slowly rose, and the sun Compete to shine.

The extremity of virtue is like sin. Loyalty that is determined and firm to the point of recklessness is not a kind of arrogance, so arrogant that you can't hear any contrary opinions and ideas.

"It is true that in the past, the Sea of ​​Ajaka has caused disasters, but who can say that there is no hope for a path in it, if we find a new path from it..."

"To this day, I am still grateful for this world of extraordinary power, which is so wonderful and beautiful, adding more color to this monotonous world."

"Even if it is true that darkness and chaos are born in it, it is also born of more vivid and beautiful things..."

"But that is not a world of the past. In a world where everything slips into disorder and chaos, nothing good will be born." Another voice denied this.

"Not all futures can be applied to the past. You are simply indulging in illusory beauty and moving yourself with words that are almost idealistic."

Mijiale looked at her kind and innocent sister, shook her head slowly, her kind thoughts without realistic reason were just wishful thinking of self-moving.

The two talked about their own thoughts and reasons, and fought between space and the galaxy, until at the end, the radiant golden blade pierced the silver figure.

"Farewell, my sister."

The long sword penetrated the crown and body, and the beautiful figure gradually dissipated in the space, turning into silver particles of light to surround Michelle.

"Goodbye, my brother."

In the silver particles of light, the crown of the sun gradually disintegrated, and finally dissipated together with the moon among the vast galaxy.

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Roland Hill looked at the fragments of the past, the two crowns that collided and intertwined, two different ideas and concepts.

Maybe their starting point is the same, all for

The continuation of civilization in the future, but it has embarked on a different path.

From the point of view of the sun, nothing good can be born out of disorder and chaos.

And the moon believes that even the sun cannot deny all possibilities and give up this nostalgic extraordinary power.

It is really difficult to reconcile, like a cruel reality and a distant dream, Roland Hill sighed in his heart. She is intellectually inclined towards the idea of ​​the sun, but more emotionally with the idea of ​​the moon.

But maybe this is her duty as a star. The sun and the moon are too bright and single, and they need the stars to lead and adjust. Of all the structures, the triangle is also the most stable, far superior to the binary structure that is either black or white.

As a star that connects karma, pursues possibility, and symbolizes destiny, it also carries the last hope of mankind, which is the last prayer.

The crown of stars representing countless possibilities and miracles.

And now, she is trying to find a feasible path between this dream and reality.

With Selene's decision, the Moon Crown disintegrated itself, broke free, and collided head-on with the Sun Crown. Many fragments of the past were also presented in Roland Hill's mind one by one. She watched the stories that happened in the past. New ideas finally emerged.

For this reason, the brilliance of the sun and the moon sprinkled on the galaxy and the earth, and under the influence of the power of the three crowns, all the rules of the past began to change.

In the future world, the practice of extraordinary power will be more inclined to those who can resist chaos and have a firm will, and this will also become a test for the advanced level in the future. Guide and change all beings in this world who practice the transcendent sequence.

From then on, everything will be overturned, and the higher the sequence, the more difficult and tempting tests will be. Such tests will lead people to fight against chaos, strengthen themselves, and purify the world.

Absolute self-judgment is unacceptable, and absolute indulgence will not produce beautiful flowers. While giving freedom, it is also bound and guided by rules.

And now, the door to the new world is opened here.

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