Magic Sword Song Under the Starry Sky

As the mist under the starry sky gradually dissipates, the myriad lives of this world begin their cycles anew. From the church bells to the heroes' songs, people infuse every blade of grass with miraculous prayers. From the icy winds of the polar tundra to the summer sun of the Sacred Star Plains, every ray of warmth is etched into memory. The horn of war sounds from across the world, and we raise our swords to compose the magic sword song under the starry sky.