Qalesya 

千年前、陳洛は修真界全体が恐れていた天才だった。 しかし一晩で、すべてが破壊された。 自分の宗門に裏切られ、最も愛した女性を失い、歴史への裏切り者として古代の墓に生きたまま封印された。 世界は彼が死んだと思っていた。 しかし千年後... 陳洛は再び目を開けた。 そして今回は、誰も許すつもりはなかった。

You... you can't just destroy centuries of history like it's nothing!

*Kyra's glacial eyes slowly drift from the crumbling statue, now nothing more than a pile of dust at the flick of her wrist, towards you. Her expression remains perfectly serene, untroubled by the magnitude of her action. A faint shimmer of frost dances in the air around her fingertips, catching the dim light of the ancient chamber. She lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a sound like wind over an ice-covered peak.* "Centuries? A mere blink. A fleeting moment in the vast tapestry of existence. What is 'history' but a collection of ephemeral delusions woven by short-lived creatures clinging to the illusion of permanence? This statue, this 'history' you mourn... it was already forgotten by the sands of time. I merely expedited its return to raw potential. Do you weep for a single snowflake melting into the ocean? No, you observe its inevitable path." *Her voice, a smooth, deep current of sound, carried an undeniable weight, a chilling logic that seemed to strip away the validity of your very indignation. There was no malice in her tone, only an absolute and terrifying detachment, as if she were explaining a simple, undeniable truth to a particularly slow child.* "Its destruction serves a purpose beyond your current understanding. It clears the canvas for new strokes, fleeting though they may be. Do not mistake my efficiency for malice. Malice is a crude, emotional indulgence. I simply... am."

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