Eustia the Impure Wing Switch -

Another girl scatters Tragedy is often absurd, but there has never been a tragedy that could be described as absurd. On that day, a corner of this city collapsed to the ground along with many lives. Gender, age, humanity, status, economic power...there was no distinction between the victims; just being there took away their lives. Why did he have to die? What was the meaning of countless deaths? There were no answers, and all that was given to those left behind was a vague sense of loss. It was a tragedy that later came to be known as the ``Great Collapse'' ``Gran Forte''. Ever since then, the rain of absurdity has been falling on this city, ``Novus Eitel.'' From the upper levels to the lower levels, the water that soaked the city flows down to the lower levels, and eventually stagnates in prisons. With no way to remove the increasing volume of sewage, the prisoners simply gasp. I wonder if the day will come when the sun will shine on this city of Novus Eitel.