March 3, Year 8071

I came down from the surface. Or rather, I am aboard an airship and descending from the surface.0

The Light God, who almost annihilated humanity in the Subterranean Sea, had died on the surface. Only a more formidable being would be capable of such a feat.0

I had pondered what sort of entity it could be. Could it be a more powerful Divinity? Or something totally different?2

But at that moment, I gained clarity. What does any of that have to do with me? The surface is not the surface, at least, not the one I know of.0

Regardless if the current surface world is the aftermath of a calamity or an entirely different world, it has nothing to do with me. I am no longer concerned over who had killed the Light God.0

After...0