#救贖
Frieren the SlayerOnly Memories RemainThe Hero's party spent ten years defeating the Demon King, then went their separate ways after their triumphant return. Following Himmel's death, the elven mage Frieren realized with a start that she had never truly known the humans who walked alongside her. To understand those belated feelings, she takes Fern as her apprentice, joins forces with Stark, and retraces their past journey, searching for the meaning of connecting with humans throughout her long lifespan.
Abyssal War FiendLet's burn the Celestial Realm to ashes!Ludo, an orphan from the slums of the Celestial Realm, survives by scavenging trash. His only warmth comes from his adoptive father, Leggitt, and a pair of gloves that hide his burn scars. One day, he pushes open the door to find his adoptive father lying in a pool of blood. The killer has fled, but the blame is pinned on him. The Celestial Realm discards him like trash, casting him into the abyss of Naraku. Saved from the claws of a monster made of garbage by Enqin, he is told: "Those gloves in your hands can breathe a soul into inanimate objects." Clenching his gloved fists, Ludo joins the Cleaners. He is determined to crawl his way back up and smash that "rotten world" to pieces.
Fifteen Years Waiting for Migratory BirdsWith Migratory Birds as Witness, Never to Break a PromiseIn the autumn of 2001, Li Li's palm still held the lingering warmth of the boy who had crashed into her. He was Pei Shangxuan, whom everyone at school knew, while she was merely the top student assigned by their teacher for "mutual peer tutoring." Later, among the reeds, they stumbled upon a flock of migratory birds flying south. He said, "We'll come back next year." She took "next year" to heart; he forgot to name the wager.
New GodsWho am I? I'll show you!A hairpin lies submerged at the bottom of a creek in the Late Tang; an axe rests heavy atop Mount Hua; a soul remains trapped beneath the East China Sea. One waited five hundred years for the person she was waiting for; one cleaved open a mountain only to realize he had hated the wrong person; one burned through half his life before remembering who he truly was. Three calamities, separated by fifteen hundred years of wind, spark their own wild fires under the very same sky.
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