Prologue

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The cry of a child echoes through the great plains of Albam. Somewhere, in the distance, she hears the gentle sound and open her bloody-blue eyes. Her lips move slowly:


_ ...It is times...

In the other side of the world, the future leader of the Ecclesia wakes up, startled. Her sister asks if everything is fine, to which she answers:

_ I don't know... I just... felt something.


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Author's note: English isn't my first language, so I apologize for any grammar mistakes and/or misspelling that you may find ahead. Thank you for the comprehension!

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