The state of Eternal Night continues for another week.
People's fear of the darkness grows stronger.
This stems from life's instinctual desire for light; an endless night brings only unease and solitude. People keep praying, hoping the Sun can rise as usual, illuminating this world.
Even if it's that half-white, half-black strange Sun, it remains the Sun, capable of bringing light... People have long gotten used to this. Even if it underwent bizarre changes, they would rather endure such changes.
Than accept this endless night.
Due to the lack of sunlight, issues like reduced crop yield, resource shortages, and chaotic order emerge endlessly... The Pale New Calendar seems to enter a dark age, and the name of the Dawn Empire has become a joke.
Proud Sun retreats, Dawn is no more.
Only the long and silent night places people in a furnace of despair, to torment and agonize, waiting for the final product named "destruction" to emerge.
