Secret conversations like these, rife with disagreements and arguments, were playing out furiously at almost every moment in the dark corners of Obossis New Land.
All the Soul Eternity Species were caught in almost endless mental turmoil and agonized indecision over two ultimate questions: whether to nobly sacrifice themselves for the Court's great cause of "Eternity," or to choose a wretched existence in the face of this cold, cruel reality.
Some terrified Soul Eternity Species gritted their teeth, desperately resisting the frenzied agitation deep within their bloodlines that came from the virus source species, and resolutely chose to eke out an existence in dark sewers where daylight never reached, hoping to wait for some faint chance of a future turnaround.
But there were also fanatical Soul Eternity Species whose minds had long since become utterly warped, who firmly believed in eternal immortality. They roared and howled in cold, gloomy cellars and chose to strike with all their might, determined to try provoking that white-robed deity seated high in the heavens even if it cost them their wretched lives.
And at the very same time as violent changes were quietly unfolding deep within the continent's undercurrents.
The sky was a pristine blue, and the breeze was mild.
The enormous sightseeing airship, built entirely from pure-white lightweight alloy and flying the flag of Obossis Public Shipping, glided steadily ten thousand meters above the ground, slowly passing through the last layer of thin white mist.
The sea of clouds ahead suddenly opened up, revealing a clear view of the outline of an immense mechanical satellite city below.
The chief attendant's clear, pleasant announcement then rang out over the airship's speakers:
"Good afternoon, esteemed passengers and young gentlemen adventurers!"
"Welcome aboard the No. 72 Floating Cruise Airship. We will soon arrive safely at the