不朽の
幻想世界へ

"Could this plot get any more ridiculous!"

Sanye City, outskirts.

In the year of Ji Wei, deep within the Qin Chuan region.

The evening bell at Qingyun Guan rang for the third time.

The night was as dark as ink, so thick it seemed like congealed old blood that could not be dissolved.

In the thirty second year of Yuanshou, Qinghe County.