บท 225: The Great Flood And Passing Of Time

The rain fell relentlessly for another twenty days, an unceasing torrent that blotted out the sun and turned the world into a vast, endless sea. What began as a gentle reminder of nature's capacity to heal soon transformed into an unstoppable deluge, washing away the remnants of the battlefield and the scars of war. The rain's persistence seemed almost otherworldly, as if the heavens themselves were purging the earth of its accumulated sins and sorrows.

The first signs of the flood's true scope became apparent as rivers swelled and burst their banks, sweeping away villages and forests in their path. Streams became torrents, and lakes merged into a single, monstrous body of water that devoured everything in its reach. The landscape was transformed, valleys filling and hills becoming islands in a matter of hours. Roads, bridges, and buildings were all consumed by the rising tide, their outlines fading into the murky depths.