The ship stopped near the Burial Ground. At that moment, the enormous Order Clock stood motionless, its hands wobbling chaotically across the Clock Dial like a compass unable to find its bearings.
If everything stopped at that moment, it could just barely count as a happy ending, like the ending of a fairy tale, with disaster halted and the future full of possibilities...
But that was not enough.
Every living being aboard the ship gazed at the Order Clock, every pair of eyes filled with unwillingness to accept this.
Everything that had happened could not be reversed, and the dead could not be brought back to life. How was stopping here any different from admitting defeat?
What was more, the circumstances were different this time. In the past, everyone would fall asleep after the game between the Star Sea and the Mountains ended, waiting for the next epoch to restart. But now, the Old Order had awakened early.
The Cube at the center of the Burial Ground was still spinning rapidly, as though an invisible hand were playing with it. Every face was the same color, and there was no telling what pattern it was meant to form, but its aura was clearly more dangerous than before.
On the day B80 disappeared, Yu Xunge had still been able to hold her own against it. Just one short day later, facing the Cube again, even from this far away, the aura of World Sigh was clearly inferior.
This completely ruled out any possibility of them remaining in this epoch to fight it.
Opening World Sigh, Yu Xunge raised her hand and hurled the book toward the stars.
An illustration of light and shadow that blotted out the sky appeared in the air like an aurora. Immediately afterward, every will resting within