A prayer offered by the Dragon Priestess.
　Some months have passed since the destination of my thoughts through the connection of the blessings no longer goes to the lakeside of Aquarion.
　The place where the prayer is headed is now far, far away...


　The sea is swaying.
　The current pulls me down, and the surface of the water shakes.
　But strangely enough, there are no waves.
　I don't feel the breath of nature.
　I don't feel any kind of life.

　The wind dies.
　It only blows.
　It carries nothing and cannot carry anything.

　The earth unravels.
　Such an island that has been gouged, torn, and mangled.

　It is a place where the end has come to pass.
　A place where only one person sleeps with the scars of battle.

　Suddenly, a strange tone, similar to the sound of a bell, comes out, as if to break the silence.
　The place was full of death and full of life, which was why the cool, refreshing air that had been left there for some reason was unusual.
　The purified land was forcibly trapped there.
　On the quay, which is only one plot of land, there are cherry blossoms and white grave markers that never wither.
　In such a place, the man just stood there.

Are you going to visit your father's grave too?　You have an auspicious attitude, water god--

We are not in the habit of laying hands on the dead.

"Then don't set foot in there - you'll disturb my father's sleep...

The man who never woke up no matter what he did once he tipped his drink to the sound of a dragon's feathers would never wake up.

Why are you here?

I'm warning you...

　A man dragged through the darkness and a dragon like diamond dust.
　The two quietly meet their eyes.

'Tell me--'

I don't want you to use it.

..........

"There should be no power in the world that can transform the world itself...

..........

What do you say to that?

........once.......

I'm supposed to miss it?

"So I'll start all over again-- not me forgetting your will...
　The dragon's mouth opened heavily.
　A sound rang out with the chilled air. It's such a sound, painful and like ice crumbling.
　The world turns pale and white as the temperature drops rapidly.
　Brightly colored fine ice rained down on the silvery-white world I had landed in.

''Don't be tactless--I'm sorry for making such a pointless noise.
　As if changing places, the man's figure shifted to the ocean.

'You want me to miss it, here?
　Again, as if to confirm.
　The dragon delivered a chilling voice.

"I have a duty to fulfill, and I will not allow you dragons to get involved in the affairs of men.

Isn't that just revenge?

Maybe so, but it won't end in vengeance, that's not what I intend to do.

Yeah, well, I'm--I'm sorry to say--

Yeah, I'm so sorry...
　A pillar of light split the surface of the sea.　　
　As if to convey the swell of the times, the dragon's roar roared over the isolated island of death.