Prologue
Jeanne was prodigy of talents.
She had become a human being who had managed to awaken in the ceaseless flow of existence.
There had been others...
Follower of The Light of Wisdom,
Raisonneur of Thounderstorm, and
Broncho of Thought.
They had stood up to this demon.
Chaos has destroyed all the principles and flags.
Trust was like a grain of dust that flies away in time.
Jeanne, in all her kindness, found something to live for.