That ‘power of hope’ was the power of expectation and longing. It was also the power of emotion. It was an instinctual drive to resist. Under normal circumstances, it might appear in moments of excitement or piety. However, the former lacked purity, and the latter lacked frequency.15

Now, after the two acts of the play they’d witnessed, and especially after memories from antiquity revealed Crimson Mother being beheaded… The living beings in Moonrite felt unprecedentedly excited. The desire to live and be free now exploded within them. And it contained the will to resist and fight back! Resentment that had been building for generation after generation had now been ignited, and it contained a terrifying power of hope.2

As the power of hope continued to build, the sky over Moonrite, which up until now contained only the crimson light of the red moon, now saw another type of light. It was pure white. Countless motes of light shone in the canopy of heaven, visible to anyone in the Moonrite Region. There were even places that never saw light during any time of the year that were now being illuminated. The...4