Those fighters are bigger than the field, or how many unknown secrets are hidden in the heaven, the top of heaven and earth, the shape of classical Chinese, the realm of sky, compared with the earth, ice, fire, sea, underworld and other realms that are normal and abnormal?
Even worse or far less than those times, my mind has never been blurred, and it has long been like the voice of the self-fighter in the mirror...
Crack in time!? Shadow of illusion! Self in the mirror! Before I thought about the fight, before the constellation story of the Fateful Saint unfolded, the story of the beginning and end of the holy war was like a stream of time and space, and I faced it like a torrential storm! There is no relationship with myself.
At the tip of the fierce battle, at this time, the flow of mirrors, the backlight of good and evil, flying by the light, the time and space beyond the shadow of light years, each image in the fragments is facing the real or illusory self, the goddess's holy
Fighter Seiya and the others are separated by shadows!...