Himeko quickly discovered the hidden secret of this music box and informed the Trailblaze Crew on The Train.
Why does life fall into slumber?
A very philosophical topic, the Trailblaze Crew members each had their own opinions, but there was clearly no unified consensus.
The Harmony Festival press conference concluded with Sunday's words, and after a brief black screen, another drama began:
[Title: Cosmos of Thousand Stars - Fictional Tale • Three Thousand Worlds Severed by a Single Blade]
[Jing Yuan: Analyzing literally, is Cosmos of Thousand Stars a travel summary of a traveler on various planets?]
[March 7th: Could it be a record by a Nameless? How exciting!]
As everyone discussed, the screen began to play, first dominated by a deep black. This pitch-blackness was like an endless abyss, exuding a mysterious and oppressive aura. Suddenly, a sharp, piercing sound of a weapon swinging, as if tearing through the sky, broke the silence. At the same time, a deep and magnetic male voice boomed like thunder:
"Do you still remember why Izumo forged blades?"
Just then, Welt, sitting in The Train car, was intently watching the video on his device. The moment that all-too-familiar voice entered his ears, his body jolted as if electrocuted, and he froze.
Immediately after, he frowned deeply, a fine layer of sweat even began to bead on his forehead, and his heart rate involuntarily became exceptionally rapid.
This voice... it was so similar to Kevin's! Welt tried to convince himself not to overthink. However, the voice was like a demonic melody, impossible to shake off, echoing in his mind again and again.
The screen slowly expanded, revealing a majestic, towering mountain range, entirely black as ink, stretching before their eyes. This mysterious peak seemed to be cast from steel, its surface covered with blade and sword remnants of various shapes and sizes, some resembling houses, others like giant crocodiles, densely covering the entire mountain.
[Hook: What a magnificent mountain!]
[Huo Huo: Forging blades? Hehe, what's fun about forging blades? It just feels like a scrap metal yard.]
At the foot of the mountain, a solitary figure walked forward with firm, slow steps, as heavy rain fell from the sky, permeating the entire scene.
The camera gradually zoomed in, revealing a woman clad in a blood-stained white robe, her body covered in wounds and dripping with blood, tightly clutching a sharp long blade.
With every step she took, large amounts of fresh red blood flowed down her body, dripping onto the ground, forming shocking bloodstains, which then transformed into red flowers.
"Because a long, long time ago..." The woman's voice suddenly sounded on the screen, seemingly in response to a previous question. She looked up, a pair of vibrant crimson horns growing above her forehead, her face also splattered with mottled blood. Rainwater streamed down her cheeks, giving her an indescribable eerie beauty.
[Welt: Ms. Acheron?]
[Aventurine: Oh good, oh good, first me, Duke Inferno, the Trailblaze Crew, and then Acheron. Could it be that everyone on Penacony's invitation list will be present?]
[March 7th: Uh... I just feel like she looks so miserable. Could it be that everyone who appears will have some tragic past?]
"'Eight Million Gods' descended upon this world, harming the common people and wreaking havoc."
As the woman narrated, the screen gradually displayed the dilapidated shrines and desolate, ruined cities. Clearly, this place had suffered a terrible disaster, and the perpetrators of this disaster were the so-called "gods." After these gods descended, they did not bring blessings to the world, but instead brought a nightmare.
"To save the world, the nation of Izumo broke seventy-three thousand swords."
"Forged to be revered. Twelve names of the World-Protecting Blades."
When the woman's voice fell, a miracle occurred—the shattered shrines and ruined cities began to slowly restore their original appearance. Amidst the brilliant and colorful light, a magnificent modern city rose from the ground, displaying unprecedented splendor and grandeur. And in the center of this bustling city, a tall and mighty samurai statue stood majestically, holding a sharp blade, his expression solemn, seemingly silently guarding this land.
"The first is 'Truth.'"
Accompanying this soft whisper, a complex and mysterious giant sword suddenly appeared on the screen. This giant sword seemed to be constructed out of thin air from the void, falling rapidly towards the ground with unparalleled power, piercing through a blue giant beast resembling a Minotaur.
"Forged to slay the 'God of Tsumukari,' it allows mortals to perceive all laws, deconstruct all phenomena, and recreate miracles."
At this moment, a certain thought in Welt's mind became even more firm. Acheron... this young lady's appearance stirred a ripple in his heart, making him feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity towards the person before him. When he first saw Acheron, that feeling of déjà vu had naturally arisen.
After a moment of silence, Welt finally couldn't help but speak in the chat room:
[Welt: Ms. Acheron, you remind me of an Old Woman. If there's a chance, I'd like to talk to you.]
[Acheron: Mr. Welt. I know what you want to confirm. In the universe, there are countless similar yet different worlds. In these worlds, there are also countless similar yet different people.]
[Acheron: I too have embarked on a journey, encountering 'Old Woman' with similar appearances in different worlds, witnessing their destinies follow familiar trajectories.]
[Welt: ...]
[Acheron: I am not the person you know, and my homeland was not as fortunate as your world.]
[Welt: I am very sorry.]
The viewing continued, and the female voice on the screen continued to narrate.
"The second is 'Heaven,' forged to slay 'God of Ama-no-Tokotachi.'"
The screen changed again, countless holes opened in the sky, and from these black and white holes, rays of light flashed out, and a large hand emerged from the center of the countless holes, reaching towards the camera.
"It can turn the high sky into a wall, making it difficult for the Gods of Calamity to pass through."
Subsequently, countless metal traces covered and wrapped it, then transformed into a weapon radiating a pink glow, like a lance.
"The third is 'Roar.'"
"It can make thunderous light tear through the sky, with stars and lightning striking, delivering heavenly punishment."
"The fourth is 'Storm,' it can make tearing winds shatter the earth, with clouds surging and rain howling, and the gale never ceasing."
[Qingque: I haven't heard of Di Gong Si Ming having such abilities.]
[Fu Xuan: Qingque! You're slacking off again!]
[Jing Yuan: It should just be the same name, nothing surprising.]