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The skull cracked open, and rosy light filled the sky.
With the crisp sound, a hazy halo spread outward.
Auroras rippled at the end of the Northern Sea, thousands of splendid bands of light danced on the horizon, and the sounds of nature echoed between the forests and streams, orchestrating different melodies. For a moment, all things were singing, celebrating in their own way the divine birth of another deity of Chaos, the final deity of the Second Epoch.
It was a vision of divine birth, a wonder that should not have appeared in this epoch. With the transition of two generations, the current world no longer eagerly awaited the emergence of deities, but there were always exceptions.
