This is the world we live in, a pure white world.

We live in an unknown small village. From the time I can remember, we have been going to the Arc Star Church to worship every day.

In my memory, the houses have only one color, and the sky has only one color. It snows basically every day. Adults say it is the fragments of wings dropped by angels in the sky.

However, everyone who came into contact with the fragments died, quietly.

Every time it snows, adults will tell us not to go out, never... never go out.

Every time at this time, the nuns would bring out emergency food and medicines and provide them to us.

I am very grateful to the nuns and sisters of the Arc Star Church. May the Lord be tolerant... I hope we can be safe and sound.

I don’t want to die, I’m most afraid of death. Ms. Bishop Angelica, please give me your blessing so that I can go out when it snows like the nuns and sisters.

I don't want to become an angel, angels are too scary.

——Honkai 2: Preface to Chapter 2 of the Era
Chapter completed!