And now, the "War Fire" server is about to be restored to its original state, with the God of Fiction intervening in this game battle. By the time I log back on, my score will have definitely broken through the observable limit of the Fictional World.
The game world has already perished once, and that abnormal flame from the outside world was also destroyed by the Power of Hope. The apocalyptic miracle has been accomplished.
My victory is a victory for all Mortals. The results of this victory will be shared equally among all Mortals who participated, borne collectively by them and me...
[Network Connected.]
"Finally, it's restored."
The Messenger of Miracles shrugged off the Dwarf Sage on his body and couldn't wait to log into the game. Although the game seemed to be preventing his entry, it was no problem for him!
Inability to enter the game, yet suddenly logging in due to frequent attempts, this too is a miracle!
