The continent of "Karl Dele."
This was another vast, boundless Novice Village.
On this ancient land, tightly sheltered by the underlying protocols of "Boundless Infinity," civilization's ecology displayed a primitive yet peculiar prosperity.
Here, you could see bare-chested Dwarf Kings sweating before blazing earthfire furnaces, using ancient secret techniques to forge one Legendary and Epic weapon after another.
Here, you could see slender, stunningly beautiful Elves, male and female alike, whose looks no mortal creature could describe with its meager vocabulary.
Here, you could see "Bards" with jade flutes hanging at their waists, plucking strings with their fingertips in the taverns and squares of the great city-states, singing loudly of heaven and earth and praising the mighty beings who sheltered everything.
Here, you could also see...
"Holy shit!"
"Bro... brothers! Look at the sky!"
"That... that thing hanging at the top of the sky, what the hell is it?!"
A shrill, terrified scream abruptly tore through the previously lively, cheerful streets.
At that moment, the squares of all the major core cities across "Karl Dele" were immersed in a carnival feast of unprecedented scale.
The entire continent's inhabitants, whether Dwarves laboring deep in mines, Elves meditating among treetop towers, or the most ordinary women, elders, and children in the backstreets, were all singing and dancing with an almost pilgrim-like fervor, devoutly praising the supreme gift that the great "Master of All Beings" above the sky had bestowed upon the entire world.
Without exception, a faint but gentle pure-white energy flowed over their bodies: the bestowed mark of all beings.
Yet, at the very instant the celebration reached its climax.
Beside the fountain pool in the city center, a burly man who had been holding a heavy wooden mug brimming with ale in one hand, his face flushed and his expression