Heaven said this.
‘We shall obtain the Myriad Realms.’
Thus spoke the One I serve.
Since the will of the Supreme Heaven was so, he would only follow that will.
He had even bestowed a pair of wings, bidding him to bear His will and soar high.
Clothed in His will, the man roamed the open sky.
‘You will seize the Myriad Realms.’
So said my Lord.
How does one obtain the Myriad Realms? The man felt a question rise, yet he did not utter it.
Even if he held doubts, it did not matter; His will had become his own.
And when he worried, my Lord also spoke:
‘Do not fret, my servant.’
‘All things shall proceed according to Heaven’s will.’
Since Heaven (Taechun) spoke thus, it would be done.
The man believed it.
Gwooooo—!!!
A restless ashen sky. Beneath it, a shallow film spread, shining—an intensely blue membrane sheathing the surroundings.
It was the flow of vital qi scattered for failing to be harvested in full. As that wavering vital qi…