Shadow of a civilization. There is no trace of order here.

Under Lumopolis, the land of vast shadows, countless people who live on trading and information exchange form huge towns, while various underground forces are the de facto rulers of these places.

Between day and night, on the twilight circle

The region known as Astra is the pearl in the twilight circle. It is the only place known home, where there is a regular alternation of day and night for life to flourish.

A civilization on the frozen lands under an Aurora-filled sky

Located in the cold north, the people can live here in peace, thanks to the powerful magic power guarding this small area. Important matters are decided by Queen Bethlehem.

Conspiracies stir, darkness follows

The last Darkover Crisis started seventeen years ago and was quelled by an alliance of numerous factions. However, even in close-knitted communities exist disputes and animosity. Especially the Aurorians...

Where Eclipsites gather

The only known habitat of the Eclipsites. Some say it has something to do with the various fragments left behind by the ancient civilization. We can only speculate that it might be the instinct of Eclipsites to inhabit here, or it might be the work of the mysterious organization, Eclipse...

Both curiosity and greed lead to death

It's an abyss where no light shines, where the architecture is strange and treacherous, and the wondrous craftsmanship of the ancients can always be found. Numerous adventurers came to this place like moths to a flame for the relics and trophies from an unknown era, just to be buried here...

Echo from the Past

After the Darkover Crisis involving massive attacks by the Eclipsites 17 years ago, a few Caelestites managed to escape Eraveil. Soroz also took a Caelestite and hid underground, isolated from the world.

Splendor Illumina!

Many years ago, when Eclipsites were running rampant, this thousands of meters deep underground city saved countless lives. The people of Gannon City organized efficiently and developed the unique Lumina technology to build its defense system centered around Gannon City.

The Colossus' reappearance and the future.

Aurorians, Eclipsites, Illumina, Lumopolis... There is too much information in your head. Does the reassembly of Eclipsites have anything to do with the Darkover Crisis that happened seventeen years ago? The truth-seeking journey is destined to be full of ups and downs...

'Live life to the fullest!''

A disorderly and outspoken nomadic alliance formed by nomadic wanderers. Its hardy members smell of the road and the wind, wandering around the Rediesel Desert, living an unfettered, carefree life.

The Sun is dead. Long live Eclipse

Supposedly the organization masterminded the Darkover Crisis; which true motive is unknown to anyone. It is composed of high-level Eclipsites and has absorbed many rebels from other races for an unknown purpose. The Eclipse disappeared without a trace after the coalition forces of city-states in the Astra region dealt with the Darkover Crisis...

The city that never falls

Built on a floating island called "Azurite", this city is the safest stronghold in the world. It currently has a distinctive power hierarchy, with a triumvirate of the Governor, the Elder Council from the Noble, and the Priests of the Temple. The nobles of Lumopolis are dedicated to maintaining the current order, while the Temple promotes the worship of the sun.

Steel and blood, order and civilization

A loose federation of a large number of settlements centered around a huge undercity called Gannon, located on the front lines of the battle against the Eclipsites. The Illumina Federation has adopted a collective leadership system, establishing a completely different form of society from that of Lumopolis.

The connection between two consciousnesses

Colossus, a legacy from the ancient civilization. It has so many secrets that it is said to be impossible to analyze its structure and understand the principles behind it, not even with all the current knowledge and every scholar's effort combined. A lot of them can't even be maneuvered directly; only the Caelestites can link to the Colossus' intelligence with their psychic ability to form a deep level of control and operate it from there.

To block the wrong path

The chaos caused by the Darkover Crisis 17 years ago led to the loss of several mysterious objects of Caelestites. No one knows their whereabouts. Even their true purpose has been deliberately hidden...

Shadowlord's Underground Collection

Shadowlord, or Istvan, is the most feared in Umbraton. It's said that his personal museum of collections, the Whispering Corridor, contains a large number of horrifying collectibles. If you're lucky enough to survive the dangers hidden behind the bricks and cobwebs, you may find interesting things here...

Creators of Umbraton

The residents of Umbraton seem to have two sides: smiling and cold, kind and harsh. This is also a characteristic of Umbraton. As long as you adapt to it, this place is heaven, and if not, it will be hell.

Wind Scars that Engulfed History

In the continent of Astra, traces of countless relics from ancient times have been revealed, and the newly discovered Spire is one of them. What astonishes people about it is not only its height, but also its amazing power, and the legends about hidden treasures inside...

The Warriors of Light

Those who gain their power from Light and fight with it are the main inhabitants of this continent. Apart from them, few groups can confront the Eclipsites head-on.

Shadow Apostles

Creatures of unknown origin. They have been the mortal enemies of all communities since the beginning of recorded history. Except for the Aurorians, almost no one can fight against them.

I want more Aurorians

Material for making a help signal. Can be used to recruit Aurorians to join the adventure. Unfortunately, there is no guarantee about who will respond to such a signal.

Colossus Control Panel

It looks like a piano, and commands are input by playing on this Colossus control panel. Only Caelestites can understand its language well.

A paradise for bandits and sandworms.

This is the Rediesel Desert of Southern Astra, where an endless sea of golden sand stretches as far as the eye can see. Under the gaze of the blazing sun, this barren, drought-ridden land is one of the most uninhabitable places in Astra. Only the most stubborn and tenacious forms of life can find freedom here.

The eyes of a wrathful deity flash with anger.

Only by passing through bitter winds and unrelenting rain can one reach the eye of the storm of the Red-Eye Gorge. The volcanic ash that once ravaged the land now acts as a fertilizer, filling this verdant expanse with life. It is almost as if the tragedy of long ago never even took place...

The sought-after name known to no one.

The atmosphere of this concrete underground laboratory is intrinsically dull and depressing. Surgical tools are strewn across open worktops, their cold, heartless contours reflecting a menacing flash of light. But it is only from such a place that the most beautiful flowers blossom.

This used to be our home.

In Eve's memory, the skies of her hometown were a cloudless, bright blue. If things hadn't changed so suddenly, maybe that fleeting moment of happiness could have lasted forever. But just maybe...

May the world smile upon you.

In an oasis deep in the Rediesel Desert, there exists a street built by the Rediesel Wrench. Although the street looks run-down, every dilapidated brick is filled with love. This humble stretch of land is the most tender place in the world.

Welcome Home

Natural barriers and numerous Colossi secured peace here for hundreds of years. Just like the Colossi technologies, the origin of the Caelestites is shrouded in mystery and is impossible to verify. If this peace can last forever, this place will once again flourish as it did before.

Memories in the Valley's Depths

Time has not healed the scars of seventeen years ago. What happened that day lives on in the vivid reality of the present. Since that day, no one has returned to this place... until today.

What Will Be, Will Be

That day coincided with a major festival, and the people were unprepared. The fall of Eraveil seems to have been inevitable, and Schummer was merely a necessary catalyst.

All Are Equal in the Eyes of Death

Aviduz was once a special unit among the many Colossi of Eraveil. Huge in size, and unparalleled in function, it possessed unlimited potential. Because of this, the demands placed on its Navigator were also particularly stringent.

A Land of Burial and Rebirth

At Aviduz's core lies a healing pod that can provide emergency treatment to the gravely injured. Under the providence of some mysterious force, Schummer recovered far greater power than anyone expected.

Your Summer Holiday Begins!

The Tir' Hotel is the premier holiday destination of the Lumopolis nobility. It's simply the best place to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the Celestial Coast! Reservations are currently available at a limited-time discount.

The Goddesses and the Hero Will Dance in the Dying Sun

The Ocean Sovereign is a sacrificial ceremony originating from the Aurorians who once lived on this coast. The participants must accept various trials and complete difficult challenges. It is believed that their triumph will bring blessings of good weather and an abundance of fish.

The Dragonslayer Becomes the Dragon

An ancient legend tells of a castle that emerged from the sea. In order to save his people, a monarch accepted the trials of the goddesses. Time has flowed onward, the crisis has long since passed, yet the Monarch has not returned.

Awakening the Monarch

It is not clear who willed this domain into existence, but it is a void filled with strange visions. Within it lie those who blindly seek the power of the lost brave, and those who long for the opportunity to escape their bondage. Embrace your curse and break down its walls.

Demons Dwell Within Us All

Facing defeat, Caroline cursed everyone with the last of her strength. And the Monarch she longed to resurrect just may have heard her plea...

Here comes the Robbers!

It's time for the scroungers to move again. These shady thieves emerge from the darkness, only to return to the shadows as quickly as they appeared.

The Final Stand

On the barren desert wasteland is an Illumina Undercity watchtower. It has been here since Illumina established this Undercity and the Defensive Line, witnessing the tireless struggles of Illumina's unyielding soldiers.

Vigilant Defense

This is the battlefield on the Undercity's outskirts. The soldiers of Illumina have erected fortifications here said to be capable of stopping the advances of most Eclipsite attackers.

The Touch of Cold Steel, the Raging Flames of Resistance

This transport station stands at the gates of Undercity 24, and is where goods coming in and out of the city are handled. Even though no one works here now, from the hoisting towers, transport vehicles, and wide array of goods, you can see that the people here live an active and well-ordered life.

Deserted City of Flames

An abandoned Illumina Undercity, devastated by a huge fire. The civilians who once lived here were evacuated, and the soldiers who lived here now fight on the front line. Each former inhabitant battles on to carry out their own duty, determined to return to their home one day.

The Path to Hope

In Illumina, even the passages possess a radiant lucidity, shining with the light of steel. Upon seeing this passage for the first time, one cannot help but comment on how bright it is.

We are at the mercy of the river of time, moving in whatever direction it takes us.

During this festival, the Caelestites practiced all kinds of interesting customs and decorated their homes. They believed that they could connect with nature and their ancestors through these customs.

Shouldering the past for a better tomorrow.

History is like a feather, trapped beneath a heavy shell. The path to the future depends on how we navigate the road ahead.

Shadow Apostles

Creatures of unknown origin. They have been the mortal enemies of all communities since the beginning of recorded history. Except for the Aurorians, almost no one can fight against them.

The eyes of a wrathful deity flash with anger.

Only by passing through bitter winds and unrelenting rain can one reach the eye of the storm of the Red-Eye Gorge. The volcanic ash that once ravaged the land now acts as a fertilizer, filling this verdant expanse with life. It is almost as if the tragedy of long ago never even took place...

Trade—The foundation of Umbraton.

Free trade in a free market—anything can be traded in Umbraton. Guilds are the embodiment of commerce and capital, bringing boundless vitality to Umbraton.

Under dark clouds, shadows follow.

The underground gangs of Umbraton are known as "shadows in the shadow." Operating within the gray area, they cannot afford to expose themselves to the public eye. However, they dream of using their furtive subversion to become an overnight success, accepted in broader society. When dark clouds form overhead, they begin to put all manner of secret operations in motion...

The Dam of Scars stands almighty.

The Dam of Scars stands tall and proud through natural or manufactured disasters, rainstorms or warfare. Not only has it proven its tenacity to its builder, the Shadowlord, it has also brought a great sense of security to the people of Umbraton.

The other side of Lumopolis A place where the civilians gather.

The nobles of Lumopolis parade their wealth with pride, though their sumptuous display of luxury is born from the hard work of the common masses who dwell in the city below Lumopolis. Although it is a world apart from the manors of the nobility, life flows onward with a warm and resolute vitality. After all, this is still a part of Lumopolis. Even with lower status, people are much better off than those who live outside the confines of the city.

Lumopolis Parliament Where the continent's most important decisions are made.

As the center of Aurorian civilization, Lumopolis considers itself the leader of the continent's forces. For this reason, this hall was built to show the strength and glory of Lumopolis to the foreign leaders invited to the city to participate in meetings of global significance. In this way, Lumopolis maintains the upper hand in all conferences attended by these various forces and makes a myriad of decisions that influence the entire continent according to its ideals.

Above the Aurora, fireworks fill the sky Singing, dancing, and revelry bring peace to the land.

Festival fireworks envelop the entirety of the Azurite. Under a brilliant display, people gather together to enjoy a grand celebration. As the center of civilization in Astra, Lumopolis deserves such a day. But every day must come to an end.

A forest blanketed by snow A common sight in Northland

For the people of Northland, the land of perennial winter, a snowcapped forest is a familiar sight. When the first light of dawn shines on these frozen treetops, the sun's rays refract through their countless icicles, composing an infinite concerto of innumerable dazzling beams that have now come to symbolize the faith of all who call this land home.

Tears of the divine The White Narcissus of Lake Mirror

Many people claim that this lake was created by a glacier that melted long ago, but none can explain why this deep, tranquil, and mirror-like lake remains unfrozen all year round. This is why many people believe that the appearance of Lake Mirror was a gift from the heavens. It is rumored that when the Northland royal family once visited this place, they saw a vision, and the narcissus flowers that bloom around Lake Mirror further add to its mystery.

Where the horizon ends, the dawn fights back the eternal night To defend Northland is to know everlasting glory

Some say that the first dawn that breaks on Northland's horizon is what protects this place, dispelling the invasion of darkness from the land of eternal night. However, other legends claim that the true power of Northland lies in an undying resolve to protect this land—a resolve brighter than the resplendent Aurora and the radiant dawn, forever unchanging and eternally glorious.

Is this the past, or the future?

Entire ruins, completely isolated from the world and filled with buildings that have never been seen before. There seems to be no trace of the original inhabitants.

History is falling apart...

For unknown reasons, the ruins are quickly collapsing. Both the machines that are busily repairing the ruins and the Eclipsites living within have become volatile.

"You shouldn't be here."

There are still many unsolved secrets in this city. Unless everyone already has an answer in their hearts...

Where the past and the future converge...

A small island east of Astra that's rich in resources and has relatively few Eclipsites. A century ago, Koufu-jou was built in the center of Cloud Island and a general was sent by the main island to govern the place. Since then, the two islands have been at odds with each other. Behind a past feared by Cloud Island natives, this general is about to take his secrets and Cloud Island into an unforeseeable future...

Plucked safflower was presented to her in the falling snow.

Cloud Island's traditional Kasuga Festival has been preserved through the tides of time. Times change, and people live and die, but the cherry blossoms will always be the same.

Their fears are intermingled with longing, which they share under the lights at night.

The Night Festivities is a special event that is held in Koufu-jou in memory of the spirits of those who have passed. Every year when the cherry trees bloom, people host the Kasuga Festival. At night, everyone gathers to march down the streets, wearing cat masks and carrying lanterns. They believe that during this march, they can connect with the afterlife and see their loved ones one more time.

The two most powerful leaders of Cloud Island... both believe they are leading the island to peace and prosperity.

Koufu-jou is located at the highest point of Cloud Island, looking down on it from behind a veil of clouds and mystery. It was built brick upon brick in the distant past, but when the raging fire consumed it all, people were forced to reflect on what they wanted of the future. How many had cheered for war, and how many had perished in the blazing flames...

The people of Cloud Island believe that two forces constitute all things, and that they always seek to balance each other out.

During the hours of Yin, restless souls take on physical shapes, creating a force field that haunts Cloud Island. During the hours of Yang, a divine artifact takes shape that possesses the power to eliminate all evil spirits. However, when both Yin and Yang are in the hands of a greedy and selfish person, their unbridled desires are transformed into something much more terrifying than ghosts.

In the desert, it's survival of the fittest. Wanna try some sandworm jerky?

Located in the southern part of the Rediesel Desert, relentless gales blanket its surroundings in a searing yellow haze as far as the eye can see, punctuated only by white bones and dead trees with no hint of greenery in sight. But even in this grim and desolate place, there are still signs of life. Besides the flare scorpions and crimson ring snakes hiding in the shadows of the rocks, there are even bigger predators lurking in the sea of sand. This is a place where the weak are swallowed whole.

Cool cactus jelly is a popular here.

The land around the volcano is littered with black rough sandstone. Seen from atop, blazing lava flows down the mountain's fissures, forming a spectacular lava waterfall at the edge of a ravine. The closer one gets to the volcano, the hotter the air becomes, making breathing difficult. What's even more amazing is the smaller pieces of sandstone floating in the air due to mysterious forces.

The "Blazing Rally" gets its name from this. The end of this track is the far end of the world.

Blazing Tooth Canyon, near the edge of Eternal Night, gets its name from its jagged landscape. Its steep sides seem to plunge into the ground where a river, long dried up under the scorching sun, winds around and is covered in so many cracks that it can hardly be called a road. But perhaps it's because these features act as such insurmountable obstacles that it was designated as the location for Rediesel Wrench's first rally track...

They ride the wind and land where they please.

If there's one thing that represents Eraveil, it'd be the dandelion. These fluffy little white flowers grow throughout Eraveil, and a gust of wind is all it takes to create the illusion of falling snow. Some don't like dandelions because they feel that they lack fidelity, always taking root where the wind leads them. But in Eraveil, you'll find that no matter which direction the wind blows, one can always see large groups of dandelions suspended in the air. They come and go with the wind, but they have always remained.

Eraveil is but a barren land, and none can recall its former image.

Eraveil is a serene place where gentle winds blow over endless plains of green, and the air is always refreshing. Despite that, the sight grows tiring and evokes an emptiness that can be felt deep down, as if something is missing. Where are the roosters calling at the crack of dawn, and the smoke rising from chimneys in the evenings?

Neither seen or mentioned, it seems to have never existed.

To conceal a room, cover the gate with bricks and tiles and fill the windows with sand and mud. Turn it into part of an insignificant street or wall and wipe it off the map forever. A corner of this world is gone but nobody knows. It's reserved exclusively for the True Order. Lumopolis is very big, where a hole like this passes easily unnoticed.

A simple ballad without the colors of children's innocence and happiness would bare the brutal truth.

Standing behind the thick curtain before the show starts, you must contain your pounding heart for this stage allows no one to stop once the curtain is drawn open. The answer to a perfect performance lies only in your next attempt.

The nights are long and the battlefield is riddled with dangers.

A dark area located at the edge of Eternal Night. Here, the days are short and the nights are long, and the entire place brims with Darkflow. There used to be many Aurorian settlements here, but they've all been abandoned for quite some time now. Dilapidated ruins continue to crumble, and the bustling liveliness of the past lies covered in dust. Today, all that's left are wastelands, ruins, and swarms of Eclipsites, and no sane Aurorian is willing to set foot here again due to the lingering Darkflow...

The ravages of war are still etched on every wall in Undercity.

An Undercity located on the edge of Eternal Night that once served as the Illumina Federation's foothold against the Eclipsites. However, after a long ago Eclipsite invasion, it was abandoned. There's said to be loads of supplies and technologies left behind from when Illumina's soldiers retreated, but few are willing to brave the dense Darkflow and face the Eclipsite army to retrieve them.

A secret passageway leading to the surface. May it bring hope for life.

There aren't many who know about this old escape tunnel, but it's a miracle that it still exists to this day. It may be the only way to the surface, so it's best to follow it. Defeat every enemy you come across in this ancient, bullet-strewn passageway. You might just escape, and who knows, it may lead you to the final battle.

The puppet awaits the girl. Has it been waiting for her arrival, or her parting?

It's safe to say that puppets are devoid of life and soul. But when it strikes a living pose, it might make one think it's more human than the living themselves. Perhaps it's because we fantasize that objects like that have souls.

Secrets can be found hidden in familiar places.

Following the guide, you return to Eraveil, a place with many familiar memories. Beneath Eraveil, however, lies a secret. This secret is about Eraveil, the past and the future, and about you.

The forgotten corners of the past are now open to you.

Hidden in the vast space beneath the White Tower is an entrance that leads underground! You may well be the first to unlock it again after thousands of years. Explore the deep underground ruins... And there, you might find what you've been looking for.

The mysterious device that keeps the base running.

The mysterious ring-shaped device at the center of the "Colossus Maintenance Base" beneath Eraveil seems to be the control center of the entire base that kept the vast complex running all this while. However, it doesn't look like it's been maintained for a long time and I'm not sure if it still works...

A beacon that shows the way back.

The existence of the white tower in Eraveil is a secret in itself. The soaring White Tower resonates with ancient technologies that still exist today. Does this resonance represent a threat from the past, or hope for the future?

Does it bring dangers or wonders? No one really knows for sure.

The mysterious device in Eraveil's underground base appears to have the power to transform Aurorians. Knowledge of how it works is lost, and no one knows what it can actually do. To use it, one must consider the risks involved...

Grants full access to the Obelisk of Return.

You came back here to use the "Chord of the Law". Though this path may prove too difficult for a Caelestite, even the tiniest bit of hope is worth holding on to.

Build your future gradually from scratch.

Harmonious atmosphere and natural scenery... To a Caelestite, there is no better heritage than Cloud Gardens. There is much to do in this land of white towers. Every insignificant existence in your hands will become part of the future that belongs to the Caelestite.

Try making a wish.

The Fountain of Hope in front of the Hyacinth Tower is the heart of Cloud Gardens. You can chat with your friends, release the fish you've caught in the pond, or throw a sparkling Hope Coin into the pond to make a shimmering wish.

A peaceful time in the corner of Cloud Gardens.

The most common room in Cloud Gardens. It has good lighting and excellent ventilation, making it a perfect living or storage space. However, remember to clean it well before using it.

In the room of a 17-year-old Anything can appear

Under the well-laid quilt are dirty clothes that haven't been washed in a week. The tightly-packed cabinet is filled with cups that are about to fall. Half-eaten Crunchy Munchy Crunches, books, and magazines are scattered all over the place... Isn't this normal for a boy's room?

Born in the shadows, cast in all directions.

"There's no everlasting family, but only profit." Like many old-fashioned families in Umbraton, every brick and tile of the Andersen family's home was built out of huge profits. The current Count Andersen, however, seems to have different investment preferences.

Please convince me through your actions.

Make your family's guests feel at home and inspire fear in your family's enemies. The master's order must be carried out no matter what. However, the butler and the master's personalities are equal—the elite butler of the Andersen family is perfect and shows no mercy even when he is testing his master.

These wondrous beasts live far away from the mundane world. They are gorgeous and elegant, lovely and mysterious.

Wondrous beasts are usually found away from people, living freely in the mountains, forests, wilderness, snowfields, or deep ocean. Unlike normal animals, they can use Lumina and have various unique abilities or characteristics. These friendly creatures rarely interact with Aurorians, but they often lend a helping hand in the face of a crisis. At the same time, however, changes in their habitats and their own reproductive deficiencies have led to a decline in their overall population, and many wondrous beasts are now endangered.

They are the seekers and protectors of wondrous beasts, and have traversed the entire continent.

Where wondrous beasts appear, you will also find the extrozoologists nearby. Although they are far rarer than wondrous beasts, they're incredibly passionate about their work. They follow trails of wondrous beasts to the ends of the world, keep record of their ecology and characteristics, and compile these records into books as their legacy. They also aid the wondrous beasts when they are in danger. Fia is on her way to becoming an extrozoologist through her own earnest efforts.

The lively noises are songs of praise for summer.

The whereabouts of The Illusionist & Old Bill's Circus have always been unknown. Recently, there are words that they have been invited to the famous port city, Harbor City. The ringmaster, Jeno, is an eccentric person, and his subordinates all have unique skills. He wants to give the local citizens a great summer festival to remember.

There have never been secrets between us.

The city lord of Harbor City seems quite obsessed with the Emerald. What could be there? What secrets are hiding? The hustle and bustle of the celebration will soon subside, and the dormant undercurrent under the deck will soon surge...

When will the dark clouds over Harbor City dissipate?

The chaos created by Elvis seems to have come to an end after his arrest, but no one actually knows why he did all this. The doubts in Carleen's heart made her as gloomy as the weather in Harbor City. When will the truth come to light? To get to the bottom of this, Carleen and her party have stayed in Harbor City to conduct investigations. Meanwhile, it seems Elvis still hasn't decided on his plan.

Under the deep sea lies the secrets of the past.

The ancient seal has been shaken, awakening the legendary Eclipsite sleeping under the deep sea. A war at the coastline is about to break out as the waves sweep towards Harbor City. In the face of imminent battle with Eclipsites, will the party be able to protect Harbor City? Will Elvis find a solution to this crisis?

The Cloudwhale is the good fortune of Harbor City, just like how you're my good fortune.

The Cloudwhale dispelled the Darkflow permeating through the air and cut through the dark clouds shrouding Harbor City. By the time the sun shined on Harbor City, it seemed that everything had taken a turn for the better, and even the howling wind seemed to be showing signs of stopping.

This is Euphoria.

The Eclipsites invaded 12 years ago. After countless hellish battles, this is what was left of Euphoria. Wounds that never healed, gradually festering.

Euphoria must be cleansed.

This town is saddled with too many sins from the past. They grow like tumors on a body, and must be removed to recover. Perhaps only then will sunshine return to this place.

"Experience genuine paranormal encounters to the cries of despair as the end is near!"

—This is how it was advertised in the newspaper. This building on the outskirts of Umbraton has had countless owners over the years. Only recently did it come into the possession of the Andersens, who made it the haunted house it is today. It was supposedly built by an eccentric architect who was the mastermind behind the designing of the false stairwell, misplaced doors, and windows. All the bizarre chandeliers and paintings were of his own design.

We've all heard of the place, but no one has personally seen it.

A peculiar basement rests beneath what is now known as the Andersen Haunted House. I know you've never seen it for yourself. It's possible that even the current owner has never laid eyes on it. The last owner of the house set foot in there just once and sold the place shortly afterward before moving far, far away. There are plenty of rumors surrounding the basement, but I don't believe a single one. After all, the living have no way of knowing the truth.

Technology connects the past with the future.

The Illumina Research Center is the science and technology hub of the Illumina Federation. The researchers here are responsible for analyzing ancient technological devices and innovating new technologies. However, there is no end to research. Will you find the information you seek here?

Here, the end of time is recreated before our eyes.

The battlefield simulator made by the Illumina Research Center can bring you to any battle recorded in its system. Do not question the authenticity of the scenes it conjures for you: the desperate soldiers, ferocious Eclipsites, the sun eclipsed by the flames of war.... Everything you see here actually happened.

Never have we come here before. We see ourselves once more.

Numbers and science are incomprehensible and distant. The strange thing is that they might just abruptly present emotions and intentions in an incomparably precise way in front of us. Some distances are actually even more frightening once they can be measured.

Bathe in the last ray of light before the darkness at the end of the horizon.

A place where Lumopolis' sun doesn't shine, outside the defense line of Illumina's Undercities. This town is the last place where Aurorians gather. Regardless of their status and ethnic differences, the residents here merged into a unified force against the enemy to guard the culture hidden in this small town.

The nobles seek glory, whilst we don iron thorns.

These knights of the borderlands are different from those in Lumopolis. They roll around so much on the battlefield that sand stained the white silk they wore into a different color from Lumopolis. They are more accustomed to following the edge of their swords than kneeling to the crown.

The flight home was long and lonely. We crashed here with no way to return.

The Colossus that crashed here is so huge. It once soared freely with wings that could cover the skies. But now it looks in the direction of Eraveil, fated never to return there.

Stage in the Sky

A Colossus equipped with giant screens and audio equipment from top to bottom. Archaeologists claim that when celebrating their festivals, the Caelestites would fly Eulogoz into the sky and broadcast celebratory songs and images of dancing across Eraveil. However, according to the remaining data, Eulogoz and its navigator disappeared mysteriously together about a hundred years ago.

The Most Wondrous of Wondrous Beasts

A wondrous beast that can live forever. There is very little historical information about the Ouroboros, and many extrozoologists indeed believe that the Ouroboros is, in fact, a mere fabrication. However, Vic firmly believes that it exists and believes that some inexplicable connection exists between himself and this wondrous beast.

The Universe Inside the Dragon Egg

An Ouroboros inside its egg can weave dreams according to its own will and make the dreams cycle continuously until it passes through its long incubation period safely. In the past, people with ulterior motives have deliberately broke into the dream of an Ouroboros to try and stop it from hatching so that they could achieve eternal life in its dream, but they all failed without exception. That's why you should think twice before entering the dream of an Ouroboros.

A journey home, marks a new beginning.

The Shadowind moors at Twin Pavilions Bay and brings glad tidings to the Longzhou natives that dwell there. The route the Shadowind sails connects Longzhou and Astra and has become an important line for mutual cultural exchange and trade between the two regions. These ships travel to and fro, laden with unique goods, delicacies, and treasures of Longzhou, and provide long sought-after passage home for those who had been stranded far from home.

A critical moment in the eye of a raging storm.

The sea doesn't surrender when facing a well-prepared army, nor does it show mercy to a fish flapping its tail. When the storm strikes, you simply experience the infinite years of its existence in a single moment. When in the very center of the tempest, sailors often pray to the serpentfish, wishing to befall similar fates, to plunge fearlessly into the ocean's depths and then move safely to the shallows of their hometown.

They float there, like tombs on the waves.

The sunken ship lies quietly on the ocean floor, more serene in this moment than any of the times it floated out on the waves. The sea swallows all sound, drowning out cries for life and leaving only a vision of the end—a faded photograph washed upon the shore. The sea is boundless. There may be many ship graveyards like this, but no one pays tribute to those graves. Those are the cries that have been missed by the world.

A decision made in a split second, what comes next, is in fate's hands.

To reach his level and judge what he has done or not done would be ridiculous. He doesn't have to explain anything to anyone, so all of his problems are his alone, and his attitude is all that matters. He feels no regret; instead, something more callous—guilt. Using one person to offset the sins of a hundred people... his guilt comes at no choice of his own, yet gives him peace of conscience.

A festival celebrating love, and confessing one's tenderest emotions.

When it comes to celebrating Mooncrown Day, there are different customs around the continent. In Illumina, they are relatively low-key and pragmatic. They express their love by giving cinnamon rolls to their sweethearts. In Lumopolis, they focus more on the sense of ceremony, and give each other precious red clovers to represent their sincerity. In Northland, they celebrate simply, gifting small bottles filled with water from Lake Mirror as keepsakes, representing pure love.

Lady Jeriah's Office in the Rediesel Wrench division. Has a very personalized style.

A meticulously woven dreamcatcher, an exquisite topaz pendant, a tapestry that was once a collectible among the nobility... It feels as though you are entering an exquisite antique shop instead of a Courier Union office. Everything here seems to demonstrate that the owner of this room has exceptional taste. Most people in the Rediesel Desert are fanatically frugal, but Jeriah demands only the best in terms of quality of life and aesthetic standards.

The desert, beset with crises, and those who dare to face its mounting challenges.

The central region of the Rediesel Desert is dotted with oases, like stars within a vast galaxy of red sand. The precious waters of the desert have nurtured countless lives, yet given rise to unimaginable terrors, among which the most famous is the sandworm. These giants are always lurking in the sand in wait, ready to attack anything that passes by.

Mooncrown Day and the Courier Union

According to customs across the continent, Mooncrown Day is a day for lovers to express their sentiments, so many people hold weddings on this day. To the more traditional nobles, couriers deliver happiness to weddings. Some even spend excessive amounts of money inviting these messengers to attend. In order to deter this kind of behavior, which severely affects the work efficiency of the continent's couriers, the Courier Union has been promoting other activities in an attempt to phase out this tradition gradually.

Make a ruling on love, know the truth.

Under the advisement of Schwartz, the Hall of Justice has opened a temporary division to deal with recent love disputes at this special time of the year in order to ensure the seriousness of the main court's trials. Entering the Romance Division is like sitting in a carriage whose wheels will not stop spinning. Before the judge's gavel falls, make sure you bring the most critical evidence to light.

The moon is beautiful, please wait.

The enthusiasm for Mooncrown Day has clearly not yet subsided in Lumopolis, as a group of Mooncrown enthusiasts is holding an impromptu love salon. Marked by the launch of moon-shaped hot air balloons, both commoners and nobles alike gather under the moon to dance, mingle, and enjoy the hymns of the season. This is also when both ephemeral and eternal feelings can blossom in the blink of an eye.

Rise and behold a thousand stars.

There is no one in Lumopolis who does not know the Stairway to the Skies. With all the people passing by and visiting this place, countless roads lead to the Stairway to the Skies, you will always find yourself walking on one of them. In this distinctly stratified city, this long stairway carries many meanings beyond a simple "path." When climbing those steps as a child, one can see the stars; when climbing them as an adult, one can even reach Lumopolis Gardens.

No one voice rules supreme in the Hall of Justice. Only the votes of the jury can determine what Justice is.

Let us rethink what "justice" means. It has no precise definition. Generally, most people believe that "justice" means doing the right things. These people elect representatives to speak for them, and these representatives condense their opinions into votes. Have you discovered the inevitable outcome of this system? The structure of our society is doomed to define "justice" by the number of votes cast, so now, I am "justice."