The Day of Preaching which left the champions of the cosmos in shock and awe had certainly been like an asteroid that fell into seas, unraveling the diverse civilizations by layers. However, for many individuals who had yet to reach Legend, Legendary advanced or even Legendary ultimate, the change that the event had brought about did not really turn their lives so abruptly and rapidly.
Still, it was not to say that all of them were unaffected by it all. It was just that the change had always been lateral all along, reaching them in a way that was at once gentle and not to be refused, gradually becoming common sense.
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At half past two in the morning on the 27th of August, Starfall year 848, in the Void Tower of Babel, the Void warship production installation of the Northern Empire, the Mycroft Continent.
Arlwa Diamond was not asleep.
