By the end, the Mirror Holder's words were barely audible, reduced to faint breaths, but Amdo still heard everything clearly. He stood where he was, a radiance playing between his long golden hair and silver armor. Though he had only just killed a living being, some inexplicable quality made him look noble and holy. Amdo slowly raised his head, a hint of reminiscence finally appearing in his eyes, and murmured as though to himself:
"The Worldburning Omen, Falcorez... such distant memories... Ten Amber Eras ago, that name was still among the most prominent bounties the Corporation offered. Has it really been so long since I joined the Mirror Holders...? What was it that got me onto the Corporation's bounty list again?"
Long-forgotten memories began to revive in Amdo's mind. For a moment, he seemed to return to that battlefield... or rather, slaughterhouse. Oceans and rivers were almost nowhere to be seen on that planet. Silvery-gray mountains and strange rocks were everywhere, with few green plants where humans lived. Beneath their feet lay dry, yellow, cracked earth. Before entering the mountains where strange, edible plants like enormous boulders grew, wherever one looked, swirling yellow fumes filled the view.
Furious flames erupted from the ground, setting the entire planet alight. From those blazing fires emerged a terrifying armored beast, like a sacred flame. Amdo remembered what had filled his ears then: heart-wrenching screams, incessant groans, and, of course, countless explosions. Almost all the Interastral Peace Corporation soldiers in their high-tech black armor had been reduced to ash by that fire, while the countless black ships surrounding the planet exploded one after another like firecrackers amid the sky-piercing flames of fury.
Within the mist-shrouded Ambrosial Arbor Grotto-Heaven, countless roots and tendrils grew unchecked, becoming eerie monstrous silhouettes in the depths of the