Between unknown reaches of space-time.
In a pocket of space near Earth's cosmic domain stood a sacred, towering mountain, suspended in the void.
At some unknown point in the future, the world would call it Heavenly Mountain.
On Heavenly Mountain, inside a luxurious, beautiful residence.
An exquisite, fair-skinned beauty sat before a computer, concentrating on the little figure on its screen.
Suddenly, she gently raised her head, brushed the golden hair beside her ear, and said with a faint smile.
"In the end, it still reached your hands."
With that, she looked out the window, as though gazing through Heavenly Mountain into the dark, fathomless universe.
She murmured inwardly.
"Countless deductions, countless human sacrifices, and it has finally been settled? Heavenly Lord, were you really right? I, Gabriel, have ideas of my own now, too."
The consequences of not letting me play games are very serious!
At the end of the Sixth Epoch.
To the east of the Heroic Spirit Throne stood another incomparably magnificent, imposing structure.
It had been built upon the earth and radiated a steely gleam.
If the Heroic Spirit Throne resembled a sharp sword thrust upside down into the heavens, then this resembled a perfectly rectangular gravestone.
Its name was the Sacred Stele Throne.
It meant a sacred monument! But why give it a name so sacred yet so tragic and heroic?
After all, this was the name given by the first warriors to enter the Sacred Stele Throne.
They believed.
The Heroic Spirit Throne gathered the heroes who had emerged from human civilization across every epoch. They possessed immense strength and extraordinary wisdom, fully deserving the name of Heroic Spirits.
But those chosen by the Sacred Stele Throne were warriors of unwavering faith, selected from countless ordinary people.
They might not be so powerful,