"It is a name for those who would rise up against human history for the sake of humanity, and combat fate itself." That is the Grand Order.
(AU) Chaldea is successful in restoring Proper-Human History and safeguarding humanity's future after the 7th...
The plains were smooth and covered in colorful blossoms. Standing among them, only a few groves of trees in the distance would obstruct your view of the green earth and blue sky that fill the scene in equal measure. For there were no human-made fences or homes here, no walls, redoubts, or lines in the ground that men called borders.
Bright rays of spring and summer flavors filled the air at dawn's light.
By nightfall, the sky had been swept by autumn winds and dotted with bright winter stars.
Many flowers and insects lived on Earth. Water, greenery, and various beasts lived in the forests. The graceful Fae lived on the lake.
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Man's concept of Paradise was merely an imitation of this isle at the end of the world, a land they would never be allowed to set foot on.
Legends referred to this microcosm as "The Island of Apples".
A land of everlasting spring, a utopia that could never be obtained or reached by wiser beasts.
A realm unaffected by the cycle of descensions and downfalls seen in the greater world, and a strange land that had always existed alongside the length of human history but would never cross paths with humanity.
It was called "The Everdistant Utopia", and it was the sea at the center of the planet, the home of the celestial being known as Earth's soul.
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"Run along now, little one, we will be fine here".
A feminine voice can be heard while showing a small white-pink creature which held by a hands. It has white fur, light-blue eyes with red sclera, white pointed ears, a triangular-shaped marking on her forehead, red paws, and nine fluffy tails which red on each end. A futuristic collar attached to its neck.
The small creature seems confused on the way she holds him.
???: You are free to go...
The hand began to lose its hold on small creatures which it fell and landed on the surface. It began to run far away from its owner.
???: Go, and make contact with someone who is truly beautiful.
The female voice began to reveal. She wears a hood and a robe woven with the finest fabrics, though she still looks modest, her long hair appearing with the colors of the rainbow under sunlight. She watches the creature leave and disappear in her place.
