Noble Families rose to power, songs and dances filled the air, then dynasties fell, blades and spears clashed, and in the haze she saw armored men donning golden robes, saw the folk of the world scattered and wandering, the Taiyang plunged down, the stars eroded one by one, cliffs battered by ocean waves, riddled with countless holes, ice-cold seawater dripping steadily—until at last she was startled awake.
That figure seemed to clutch a sword, standing quietly as the black clouds swept in from the East Sea; only when those clouds crept near did he at last raise his Immortal Sword.
"Qiang..."
Dazzling white light rose in the sky, a pillar of brilliance split the heavens, darkness fell for a heartbeat, then streamers of blue and white radiance flickered alight.
"The comets..."
Countless comets trailed their long blazing tails, streaking through the pitch-black sky—the world dimmed to the extreme, then burst into myriad stars, as though the sky opened untold piercing eyes.
