Upon a crimson sky, a man stands, alone holding a half-broken sword. Flesh charred, and clothes that were falling apart. On his off-hand was a pistol with its barrel falling off.Above the crimson sky was a battle of the ages. Cleaved skies, broken cities, and sundered concrete mountains were all the Man could see. So many dead while he still lives.A Valkyrie and a Demon fought at the end of the world.The battle caused the sky to rupture. This hopeless sky showered the blood of those who died on the Man who still stands while everyone was dead.He was not a strong warrior, and he was not even a particularly glorious soldier. But even so, he stood as the survivor of those who could reach the crimson skies where they fought. All the good men have died, and he was alone, drinking the ambrosia that came from the blood they shed."There is no need to fight, right?" he said to himself. "I have done my best, and I reached this far. I can rest now, right
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