Above the vault of sky, the Heavenly Pillar was rebuilt and then collapsed again, over and over.
Towns upon the earth cycled between destruction and peace, and figures on the streets alternated between whole and broken. Life and destruction replayed incessantly, until even time and the past itself seemed so void.
Ji Jue walked among these remaining records, surveying those fragmented bygone days, unreachable dreams of wild millets.
Seemingly within arm's reach, but untouchable all the same.
A lifetime's pursuit, ending in nothingness.
Which was crueller to Mercury, this scene or the ruins of the past?
From the bell's tolling in the Holy Hall, his footsteps halted in the square, no longer wanting to look. He felt he might already know where Non-attack was.
The sound of the bell roared and echoed.
From within that towering bell tower...