"Why did you refuse to support me? Why did you have to humiliate me? In your heart, will I always be nothing more than a child who never grows up? I can never escape his shadow. Without my ideals, I am nothing but an empty shell. What meaning is there in living like this?"
Upon a rooftop formed from rigid, solidified chaos mist, a young man bound his own hands and feet with metal chains, weeping as he spoke.
The immense pressure of chaos was an absolute qualitative leap beyond every chaos creature that had appeared before. Even Yilun, who had maintained an unconcerned demeanor all along, abruptly changed expression as she stood atop the shoulder of the Light of Hope super robot!
"You know full well that I am an eagle, yet you insist on binding my wings and keeping me from soaring. Is that what a father should do?!"
Dressed in a perfectly fitted suit and tie, the man looked grief-stricken enough to choose death over a life without freedom even as he bound himself. Tears streamed down his face as he shouted at the beautiful woman in the floral dress beside him.
"But he is your father, after all."
Seeing the man in such agony, the woman's eyes moistened as well. Trembling, she said, "But I believe in you. Only war can prove the nobility of a man's blood, and only victory in war can prove the value of your existence—make Father acknowledge that you are his pride."
The woman fiercely embraced the man, willing to give everything she had for the man before her.
After quite some time, the woman slowly released him and said in a low voice, "Go. The chaos mist has already spread. Use victory to prove your strength. You are the pride