She woke up from her sleep.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the flames.

In the sacred hall, the sacred fire burns for a long time, and the candles shine in all directions.

Magnificent music theory erupted from her back, running in the flames like huge wings of fire, and the dance caused a storm in the main hall.

The flames that run through the realm of matter and ether are flowing with light, and countless visions are flowing, and in a fleeting way they reveal a scene from nowhere, either majestic or gloomy and cold...... The world melted into that flame and formed entities.

This seems to be the essence and embodiment of the ether.

So, she was born again.

But this rebirth did not seem to rejoice her, but she gazed silently at the magnificent and majestic dome.

After a long time, she turned around and whispered:

"Caligula, I had a long dream. ”

There, the old and withered old man leaned on crutches, stared at her figure, and smiled with satisfaction: "Is it a good dream?"

"The dream is long, I don't remember it clearly. ”

She recalled, and a bright color appeared in her eyes: "But I remember that there was a person who came to me, and I was not afraid." ”

"It was a good dream. ”

Caligula nodded, "When people get old, they will feel that things in the world are always less together and more separated, and when they are not lonely, they are like dreams.

If you can have such a dream, you will not regret it. ”

"That's right......"

She nodded ignorantly and asked, "Then can I still see him?"

"He's gone. ”

Caligula replied, "He's probably found a place to go back to, just like you." From then on, fate will favor him. ”

"Then I can't go see him again?" she asked, "I want to see her." ”

Caligula was silent.

Then her eyes dimmed.

"You are the son of Romulus, the great descendant of the gods. ”

Caligula bowed his head and exhorted, his expression humble: "After you sacrifice yourself to become the host of fire, and lead us to be reborn, you will be the emperor of the empire, the supreme 'Augustus'......

You are different from what you used to be. ”

"Then I can't have friends?"

"Your Majesty, you are the emperor, and you have as many friends as you want. ”

"But that's not my friend anymore, Caligula. She shook her head, "I'm the emperor, and they'll all be afraid of me." ”

The old man stared at her, and stopped talking, but his eyes became sad.

"I don't understand, but that's what the emperor should be, right?"

She stared at Caligula's sad face and smiled, "I'll get used to it, don't worry, Caligula." I have a person in my heart, so I am not afraid of anything. ”

Caligula stared at her, and after a long time, lowered his head, his expression relieved and complicated: "Your Majesty, you have grown up. ”

"Children will always grow up. ”

She stretched out her hand, and a little fire lit up in the void, and a bronze mirror emerged from the fire. Matter is refined here, as if it were breathing.

She stared at herself in the mirror, and the girl in the bronze mirror smiled. It was as if she had grown ten years old overnight, and the dark red of fire had grown in her hair, and she was no longer as immature as she once was.

She spun around in the mirror and jumped up excitedly:

"Look, Caligula, I'm getting taller. ”

Caligula looked up and stared at the maiden on the steps, watching her hair flutter in the wind like flames, and her eyes were majestic.

He bowed his head.

Suddenly, I didn't dare to look again.

And just above the steps, the maiden stepped out of the fire, and the flame was clinging to her skin, and she conjured up a majestic and sacred purple crown.

The door burst open in front of her, revealing the colorful and shining sky of the Aether.

In the sky, countless stars are moving, and candles illuminate this realm that exists between existence and absence. This vast city breaks through the chaos and is suspended between light and darkness.

Countless people who had been reborn from their cocoons arrived, and they gathered outside the main hall, knelt down on the steps, and stared at the maiden who had walked out of the hall.

Wearing a crown of flames that symbolizes strength, and holding a scepter representing power and a jewel representing the world, she waved her wings and walked through the void, overlooking the city and driving to her own borders.

It's like the sun wheel hanging high in the sky.

"Emperor, Emperor, Emperor, Emperor!"

The crowd looked up at the dazzling light, frantically chanting her name and giving it a sacred title.

Until she raised her palm, everyone stopped shouting and bowed respectfully, waiting for the emperor's edict.

And in heaven, the maiden gazed at her own land, and her own people, and after a long time, she solemnly declared:

"My people, since there is no place for us on earth, let us leave the earth and go to heaven!"

"From this day on, the kingdom of Romulus and the people of Romulus are no more. ”

"We were born by death. ”

From then on, they will be the 'Winged People'!"

So, the crowd boiled and shouted to the emperor mountain in the sun wheel:

"That's right!"

"That's right!"

"That's right!"

There is no trace of bestiality on their bodies.

That night, the Divine Fire drew all its power, erasing the demonic bloodline and catalyzing the scepter left on them by the Yellow King, giving them a new lease of life.

And at this moment, behind everyone, the ether converges and spreads like wings!

They cheered for the Emperor's brilliance, fluttered their wings, and flew into the sky, and countless wings swept through the storm and clustered around the sun wheel.

"Then let me go to the sky. ”

In the midst of the sun wheel, the new emperor holds aloft the orb.

In the light of the orb, the void changed, and chaos shook.

The city tore a large hole in the void, broke the gap, and in an instant, it passed through the sea of ether and 'fell' back into the material realm again.

The jaw-dropping city is suspended above the sky at this moment.

In the midst of the storm, the city swallowed the torrent of the aether, consuming incredible power at every moment, distorting the laws of reality and resisting the pull of the earth.

And at the peak of the city, the emperor raised his scepter, and in the wings behind him, countless music theories were intertwined, conjuring up an overwhelming huge movement.

It encompasses the whole city, turning the entire ancient and sprawling city into musical instruments, playing a magnificent and magnificent chapter.

In that melody, above the nine heavens, the sound of the tide sweeping over the sea sounded.

From far away, the light of a glimmer of stars shone brightly.

In the next moment, it was like a galactic galaxy sweeping in, rushing into the city.

That's the star ring.

The ring, which had been silent for a long time, roared and rotated, adjusting its orbit and angle, twisting from above the night sky.

In the dull eyes of all the stargazers on the earth, the aetheric torrent that condensed into a substance and the city became one.

Close to each other, no more gaps.

It's as if it had been like this since a long time ago.

Under the shroud of the star ring, the city seems to have blood, and in the flow of blood, it comes to life.

The whole city roared and trembled, like a lotus flower made of steel, unfolding in a loud sound that seemed to open up heaven and earth. Eventually, a huge archipelago was formed, towering above the sky!

That night, the star rings changed.

The Winged People have risen from the fire, taken their land, followed their emperor, and returned from the Aether! )