The people of Infertria, the land of illusory skies, called themselves' Skymen '.
The Sky Man was able to exercise his magic without anyone having to exchange his magic for the Spirit.
Its magical powers were extraordinarily superior compared to those of man on earth.
This country would have been able to conquer or destroy the world if it had cared.
But the 'inferlia' nationality was full of moderate character holders, most of whom just wished they had peace.
"Inferria" was a country with a mighty magical kingdom stretched out and difficult for even God to admire.
Such a nation has suddenly perished.
An unexplained infection.
Anything infected with it was bound to die.
An infection that can't even be cured by the magic of an astronaut.
It didn't take that long to infect all three hundred or so citizens.
Except for one.
Uh-huh.
"You must go down to earth."
"Why not, Mother!
"I can't help you anymore..."
"Then you should run to the ground, mother, father and everyone else!
"You can't... infect the people on earth, can you?
Rayphone's mother and queen spoke gently to young Rayphone in an excited state.
That's not what I found out.
"I don't have time...... sorry Rayphone"
"Father... go? ……
Rayphone was magically put to sleep by his father's king.
"Live till our minute... Rayphone..."
A fading voice.
This was the last word Rayphone ever heard of his favorite mother.
Uh-huh.
Rayphone slept in a bed in a room he didn't know about.
Rayphone, who woke up, was calmer for some reason than he thought.
"Mother... Father... everyone..."
And Rayphone read it when he discovered the letter he had on the table.
"Live, Rayphone."
Just one thing, it said so.
"It's your father's letter... it's as short as ever... is this your mother's?
In that letter,
'There's magic on the people in the city. So I'm sure the city folks will embrace Rayphone. Rayphone is a solid kid like me, so it's okay. Live because you don't have to work hard. Our precious treasure, our precious treasure, Rayfon - more than my beloved mother. "
"Mother... Father..."
Rayphone was crying.
Even if it looks solid, Rayphone is still just a four-year-old child.
"Me... I'll live. Never."
And it was Ashley we met a few days later.
"Are you the kid here?
"Yeah, but peeping bitch"
"Huh? What's this chick like?"
I gave it to him on the shelf, and he looked great, and he hated it, and that's what Rayphone thought about Ashley, the first time he met him.