Remnants
My journey to purify the remnants of the Distortion leads me to unknown corners of the world. Even in places I’ve visited before, I see new changes. Thanks to people’s efforts, the environment is steadily improving, but the Distortion’s influence runs deeper than expected and will never disappear completely. As I play the Lyre of Atlantis, I continue to search for places where the energy of the Distortion is concentrated.
One day, I venture deep into a forest. Once a beautiful paradise, it is now shrouded in an eerie atmosphere due to the influence of the distortion. The trees are twisted, the leaves have turned black, and the animals have become ferocious. I play the Harp of Atlantis, but the energy of the distortion resists fiercely, as if rejecting it.
Deep within the forest, a gigantic crystal towers overhead. The crystal appears to be absorbing and amplifying the energy of distortion. I approach the crystal and peer inside. There, I see countless forms of malevolence swirling within it. I intuit that this crystal might be the very source of the distortion.
I attempt to destroy the crystal. I direct the tones of the Atlantean lyre at it, but the crystal doesn’t budge. I use my power as a Creator to launch a direct attack on the crystal, but even then, it remains undamaged. The crystal is protected by the energy of distortion and cannot be destroyed by ordinary means.
I search for a new way to destroy the crystal. I examine historical records, looking for any phenomena similar to this distortion. Then, I find a record stating that, long ago, another Creator battled a similar crystal. That Creator identified the crystal’s weakness and destroyed it by directing sound waves of a specific frequency at it.
To reproduce the sound waves that Creator used, I tune the harp of Atlantis. Then, I direct those sound waves at the crystal. The crystal begins to vibrate and gradually cracks. I increase the intensity of the sound waves and finally shatter the crystal.
The moment the crystal shatters, the energy of the distortion vanishes from the entire forest. The trees return to their original forms, and the animals calm down. The forest once again becomes a beautiful paradise, overflowing with the breath of life. Seeing this scene, I breathe a sigh of relief.
I have destroyed one source of distortion, but many more remain. With the Harp of Atlantis in hand, I set out on a new journey. I am determined to completely eradicate all distortion and make this world a true paradise.
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