個人的な日記と PC系の記事を書いています。最近は主に https://akiba.ninja-web.net/naka/ で記事を投稿しています。
The PLAZA had come.
This place. This Green. This ruin. Mine. Golden Treasure The Great Green-PLAZA
Kur wasn't born in the Great Green. He was pulled from it, a scrap of shed scale and a wisp of forgotten fire, shaped by a dreamer's hand into something that remembered sunlight. The PLAZA had come
It was the Song of the Claim.
The PLAZA rebels stopped running. They turned and stared. Golden Treasure The Great Green-PLAZA
And he began to remember .