Mutual Support

Now cornered by the risk of Aether’s disappearance, the Espers finally had before their eyes a common goal, one that forced them to unite, regardless of their element or social status.

Nevertheless, it was not something that came naturally, and some still continued to ignore the problem.

After all, thousands of years of a hierarchical and unequal society do not change overnight, and the illusion that this problem could be solved by continuing as before had a powerful momentum.

But one thing had changed.

The discovery of the StarDust had created a global movement, led by the Seven Shapes.

While the Five Elements had until now acted solely for their own individual benefit, this was the first time that mutual support had begun to take shape.

The strengths of each element were finally being brought together for a goal that was shared by all.

It had become obvious to the Seven Shapes that they needed to act together for the future of everyone.

One for all and all for one.

These words took on a new meaning when they were carried by the Seven Shapes, who, far from acting like celebrities or kings, rolled up their sleeves and led by example…


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