Broken concrete pillars and exposed twisted steel bars are scattered across the ground, and dark clouds hang over the ruins.
The ruins and broken walls look like the end of the world.
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People who are incompatible with the surrounding environment, wearing novel and bright clothes, laughing and whispering in groups.
Han Xiao stepped on the piled cement slabs and carefully walked around the grass that poked his head out of the gaps in the ruins.
Standing on the ruins of this once called "high-rise building".
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People gathered curiously around the high platform, and all kinds of eyes converged on Han Xiao.
Han Xiao looked at the bullet holes on the stone slabs of the ruins, clenched his fists, and spoke slowly.
"...The dark clouds of war fill the blue sky..."
The small voice and the low tone seemed to fall clearly on everyone. In the individual's mind.
The crowd suddenly became quiet, and the expressions on their faces seemed to become solemn.
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"...Radiation, dust, dead ground... Haha, how ridiculous..."
As if talking to himself Like a language, it accuses the war.
In the audience, Aurora, who was sitting in a wheelchair, bit her lip unconsciously. Hela behind the wheelchair lowered her head slightly, seemingly lost in thought.
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"...Just for these empty and false reasons...start a war! Kill the same kind!!"
Han Xiao finally couldn't control his emotions, and his voice became louder and louder until he roared.
The crowd began to commotion.
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"Even if the world perishes tomorrow, I will keep the last fire of civilization!!"
The voice seemed to pierce the sky.
People couldn’t help raising their fists high and roaring to declare their determination to Han Xiao on the stage.
The dark clouds gradually parted.
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I am not great, but too many people are insignificant.
Han Xiao calmed down, looked at the people in the audience, and secretly made up his mind.
"If no one is willing to pay...well, I'll go first."
The sun finally broke through the clouds and scattered among the ruins, as if for the people on the stage. Crowned.
The voice was like a tsunami.
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"...I know."
Looking at the people in the audience, Han Xiao smiled for a long time.
"I will not be the last one."
——"Biography of the Star Ocean 1.0 Incident: The Third Refuge"