When the stars turn black, there’s no choice but to push through every obstacle to reach your own, to deliver the information about what really happened—maybe, with everyone’s help, they’ll manage to stop the disaster. And it doesn’t matter who you were before—Man, the Mad Bard, or Sefes. It’s not time to remember that. You have to go forward. A two-person team accidentally gathered after the catastrophe, with three dead Controlling ones, doesn’t give up—and can’t give up. That would mean death for so many worlds that even thinking about it becomes terrifying. And they go, whatever they themselves have to endure. It doesn’t matter—what matters is to get there, at any cost.