The Amber Sword

He even saw a man.

It was a middle-aged man with black framed glasses, a briefcase, facing himself. At that moment, Brando almost raised his hand to say hello to each other...

Everything is like it was in the past.

That was his teacher, who took up an extremely important part of his teenage memory, and he even remembered that he had a daughter - a little girl who was somewhat lively.

But how many years ago was that?

Ten years?

Twenty years?

Brando looked at each other somewhat stunned and misplaced.

Then everything dissipated.

“Lord Martha, this is...” Brando felt a little dull in his voice.

“My child,” Martha's tender voice echoed: "Everyone has a past of their own, and so do we - the people of God, once from a world like this - that was destroyed by war, and the only remaining people, called the first generation. It was the ancestors, or the Matatanians, the travellers, who travelled in many worlds with everything from the past until they came to this world…”

“That was the story of the first times before, and with the concerted efforts of our ancestors, we built everything, and I created the world and called it Warnde. ”

“Yet the civilization and order that we have brought from the past is so alien to this new world that when the old and the new order clashes, the hostility of the world - dusk - rises out of chaos. ”

“… that ancient war thus far opened its doors. ”

Although it was not the first time that Brando had been told about this history, Martha's own portrayal made him yearn for that epic history: the heritage of civilization between the two worlds, the ancestors of the brigade magicians, using their near-great power to create such a miracle.

And then there's everything that people see in this day and age.

But Martha's tone is not too high, nor does she seem to be proud and proud of it: "My child, from the beginning of that ancient war to this day, it was the will of this world that we were destined to confront, and so in almost every war we failed. ”

“… in order to preserve myself, I left the sword of destiny in Tiamat's supreme authority as a last resort to restart the world - and almost every of the five wars since then, we have survived through it. ”

“Amber?” Brando's a little confused: “Isn't that the throne of the end? ”

He raised his head and suddenly realized that, sometime, the mother of all things had appeared before him.

Martha's face was filled with a laugh of divine glow, and she looked at him without answering the question directly.

“Do you understand the meaning of the throne, my son--”

Brando was a little overwhelmed.

Martha smiled softly before continuing: "You must understand, my son, that in that eternal war we are not immortal; and that one day, when the gods pass away, all that we guard will come to the end of that time. ”

“Destined?” Brando frowned: "Lord Martha, if all is destined, what is the point of all this war? You say that Amber is the sword of destiny that mortals rule, can it really allow us to rule our own destiny? ”

Martha also smiled and shook her head at the answer to the question.

She only replied, "Our world, one destruction, one rebirth, but it's not all the same, son. The Bronze Clan was born in a situation where the end of every war was repeated, as if it were an insoluble dead end -"

“Bronze clan? ”

“They are leaving us, my child, but it is inevitable," Martha's voice is calm and steady: “In the darkness, rusty hair is returning to its place - because, from the beginning, they have been pointing to a path to victory. ”

“What?” Brando was slightly surprised. He only heard of the betrayal of the Bronze Clan, but never heard of it.

As if to his surprise, Martha continued: “In those days I saw such hope in the bronze clan, perhaps a path that would allow us to coexist with the will of the world. After all, our aim was not to destroy everything, but to preserve this new home…”

When I heard this, Brando suddenly understood something: “So this is...”

“Yes, this is the beginning of the age of mortals, mortals born of black iron, born of this -- my children, this is the age you see. ”

Brando remained silent, half silent.

It was not until a few minutes later that he spoke again: "But the dragon of dusk was not diminished by this, but the gods left the world with the forefathers. In our time, the power of mortals is so low, where is our hope? ”

“How can we defeat the Dragon of Dusk? ”

He looked up at Martha's eyes, those deep silver eyes filled with praise.

Martha slowly walked to Brando, reaching out and resting her hand on his forehead - Brando could not feel the touch of her hand entity, but felt a slight warmth.

“You should understand, Brando, my child. The dragon of dusk is not the will of the world itself; it represents only the hostile and destructive side of the world, born when the conflict between the old and the new order is inevitable. ”

“So when it's over, it's the demise of the Dragon of Dusk, my child. ”

“End it all? ”

Martha looked at him with a silver eye and looked at him quietly.

“The Dragon of Dusk understood in the wars of the four successive eras that the supreme authority of the Tiamat rule - the Sword of Amber - must be seized before it can be brought to a complete end - that is, our world. ”

“To this end, it has spared no effort in projecting its own body into Tiamat's network, descending into the world in the form of an entity and occupying Miss Roman's body. ”

“Because it knew the plans of the Gods, and through the departure of the Bronze Clan, it stole the most important part of the plan, through its ingenious arrangements, to move the results of the Sixth War in the direction it had intended, until today, this moment --”

Brando stared at Martha.

Look at the mother of all things, my lord.

“You…” he asked in dismay: "… did you already know? ”

Martha Momo nodded.

“Because from the beginning, the gods actually had two plans. ”

Brando opened his mouth slightly.

“Their first plan, known as the Throne of the End, in which the Gods used the blood of their ancestors to create Miss Roman, when she grew up, she was able to use the Sword of Amber to reboot our world and bring everything back to square one. And that era will be the beginning of the next war. ”

“But the plan, in fact, is just a disguise,” Martha replied astonishingly: "The real plan, in fact, is the 'Warnd plan', the curved plan, which is the beginning of the end. ”

“So… is…? ”

“When the Dragon of Dusk came to Tiamat's Law through our first plan and gained its physical presence through Miss Roman, it was indeed the closest moment to victory - yet at the same time it exposed its greatest weakness. ”

“Because, as the owner of the ancestral bloodline, it will be united with our world, it has become one of the highest privileges in the world, yet it is part of this network -”

Martha looked at Brando and said, "Do you know what the throne means, my child? ”

Brando shuts his mouth and moves in his heart.

“The dragon of dusk will never understand what the throne means, because it lacks feelings as a human being, and therefore it will never be able to win this war. ”

Martha shook her head gently:

“In this day and age,” she replied, "it is an age in which the gods die and the stars fall, and above the earth, their own destiny and future will be controlled by all who are born in black iron. ”

“It will be a new era in which there will be no power over mortals. And after that, we will no longer be able to determine the fate of these people. Perhaps it is time for the world to untie its vestiges…”

“Brando,” Martha asked softly, "have you seen an age where our dreams and hopes have come true? ”

“- Is it here? ”

Brando shook his head gently.

Above the earth, there is also the ethnicity of gold and silver, and the legacy of the gods still determines Vaughn's future and destiny. And he and the Silver Queen have the highest authority in the world.

It even had such profound traces of the past era that the order left by the magistrates still existed, and even the magistrates themselves had not completely left.

And the fire of divinity was never born among mortals.

Where people really control their own destiny?

Brando thought, maybe that's his question too - because its answer is bound to be no.

“So the dragon of dusk still exists,” Martha replied softly, "My child, do you understand? ”

Brando was silent for a moment.

He reached out and held his mother's hand over his forehead, as if she had intended his crown.

“Mother, what shall we do? ”

“To wear the crown must bear its weight - my child. ”

Brando looked up somewhat stunned.

Martha looked at him and said slowly, “I was born with the highest authority, and my child, from the moment I was born, I created a network called TIAMAT in this world, and when all the laws came down, the elements and magic worked, so a world called Warnd was born. ”

“But our world, born of the supremacy, comes with all its power and power. So only those on the throne can destroy the throne itself ——"

“Yet the Dragon of Dusk will not know that there is another man in the world who can also take the Holy Sword Amber - the highest authority in the world. ”

Brando held his lips tight and even closed his eyes, as if he had anticipated.

Martha watched his eyes become a little softer: "Brando, my child, I chose a hero from the underworld, with such a trait that only he could take on such a heavy responsibility - he would put an end to everything from the past and put a final pause on this never-ending war. ”

But it took a long time for Brando to reopen his eyes: "Why me? ”

Martha looked at him, indicating that he looked up, pointing to the image in front of the two:

When Brando saw that image, it seemed like blood was pouring all over his brain.

Because he saw a teenager.

The teenager * * * *, dressed in his upper body, closed his eyes and housed in a metal incubator, was wrapped in translucent liquid.

In front of the teenagers are three tall men dressed in burgundy robes, and Brando looks at the ring on their hands - the tailsnake named ouroboros wrapped around its head and sparkled.

“So... it's me...? ”

That face, perhaps to be called ‘Sophie', seemed so strange to Brando at this moment.

Martha nodded.

“Through the full authority of Nuclei IV to XIII, I have mobilized almost all of the remaining energy in the Tiamat Law Network, constructed a game called Amber Sword in your world through the causal curves of time and space, and tried to disrupt the future flow of time, reproducing some of Warnde's historical processes before your eyes -”

“I picked some people, but only you, succeeded in coming to our world, and I could feel your obsession, Brando, perhaps it was your love for some people and things, for Eruin, that made you resonate enough with the world. ”

Brando exhaled lightly.

“What is a nucleus? ”

“That is the generic name and body of thirty-six satellites in Warnde's near-Earth orbit. ”

“Are all the gods like that?” Brando recalled the spectacular scene he saw outside Tiamat's elemental boundaries and asked.

Martha nodded.

“What about her? ”

“Miss Nimatis is also part of this plan, but the child has not been completely successful, and perhaps you will have the opportunity to see her in the future and bring my apologies to her. ”

“So, I… came to the world, and you arranged to get Brando's identity…? ”

Brando hesitated for a moment and finally asked the question.

Martha looked at him and replied softly:

“You survived a hundred and forty years in our time, when Odin and Gaia taught you a lot, and when you died, we saved your memory and created another embryo, which is you now —— Brando, my child."

“You don't have to doubt who you are," she dropped her hand: “You are Brando, the grandson of Earth's Sword Sage, the Highland Knight, the heir of this generation of the Cadilloso family, just the moment when it all came, your memories of the past, it self-revived and returned to you again. ”

“You're Sophie and Brando...”

Brando was silent.

He seemed to go back a few summernights ago.

On that occasion, at this very moment, he silently said to himself:

“Yes, I'm Sophie and Brando...”

“Then allow me to ask you one last question, Lord Martha. ”

Martha looked at him and nodded silently.

“Why project the ‘curved plan’ into our time - and where exactly did the ancestors come from? And why do we, in turn, have the highest level of permissions in the Tiamat network? ”

Speaking of which, Brando raised his head and he saw Martha's silver eyes glittering with a soft glow.

“Because you and the ancestors are flowing exactly the same bloodline, Brando, and it is not impregnated by this rule of the world at all. ”

“The first generation of ancestors who came here, they should have had another name ——”

“Their homeland, once known as Earth. ”

……