Spirit and body become one.

A miraculous phenomenon, the manifestation of a person’s inner strength.

Such union grants an extraordinary power, one that knows no bounds: the Spirit Mode.

In order to quickly awaken the Spirit Mode, Lied together with Zaccharias joined a cluster of dead people seeking reincarnation by passing Mictlan’s trials.

That was when, in the midst of despair, hope itself appeared before Lied…

Lied remained motionless on the ground. Eduardus could not bear to watch anymore.

“Don’t go. By helping him, you’re going against his will” Zaccharias said.

“But he…!” Eduardus said.

“These are the people’s limits” Luna coldly stared at the boy’s body.

…

Aqua, Aztecorum, ten years ago

The turquoise blue sky gave way to the night sky black as an all-encompassing darkness covered the city. Luna came back home from school and met her parents at the front door.

“How was school today?” her mother greeted her smilingly.

“We’re leaving now. The meeting tonight may take a little longer than usual, so don’t wait for us to eat” her father patted her on the head.

The girl only nodded. Luna’s parents belonged to Eve’s worship group. Their daughter’s name was precisely a tribute to Eve.

And that was the last time she saw them. During that late afternoon, the Eve Cult was assaulted by unknown survivors of the Talking Serpent Cult. Included among the victims were Luna’s parents, thus she became an orphan.

“Why… did you have to leave me by myself?”

…

Ten years later

On a cold winter morning, her two neighbors chatted in an intentionally unobtrusive manner.

“She didn’t pull round, huh?”

“…The war and the attack two years before were a big shock to everyone.”

Luna had locked herself in her room. Her parents were her only family, and since Luna did not have any friends, no one was going to pay her a call.

…

The day was dawning as Luna went out for the first time in ten years. Luna passed by Adam’s unscathed statue as she headed to the mountains where she intended to end her own life. The young woman stood there with an iced gaze.

“That’s right. Heroes… don’t exist.”

…

Luna carefully climbed the treacherous mountain as it presented unpredictable dangers such as tortuous slopes and man-eating animals, reason why the authorities advised people to not go near it.

Heavy footsteps suddenly echoed in the stillness while the gigantic silhouette of a spiritual bear appeared from a tree. The girl turned around and ran into the woods, but the mammal was too fast and attacked her with its sharp claws, blood gushed forth from her chest like a torrential tide.

Luna was sent flying against a tree that nearly fell downhill. Luckily, she managed to cling to a branch. Luna glanced down – a 65 feet fall. Her instincts told her to live, whilst her heart simply wanted to let go of the branch. That was when Luna saw a message carved in the bark that seemed to have been written by a child:

“The three of us will come back one day.”

Luna then read the author’s signature as the tip of her fingers slipped from the branch.

…