Choice is eternally entwined in every lost path one walks in life. Down one road, struggle. Another, the way of salvation. A third, life cycles unto death, and a fourth, death cycling back to life... Where, then, might be the "the end"? Such a thing is hard to find.

As the sun rises, the generals seize the ever-fleeting time, each beginning their own plans for the day. At this moment, they are no different from the common people aboard the Luofu.