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A new dawn begins.

It's just another extremely average day aboard this giant ship. The markets have just opened and the morning dew is still fresh, but the young man crossing the street has never seen such a sight. Before he manages to notice all the differences between the actual city and its descriptions in books, he is immersed in savoring the warmth of the sun on the back of his neck.

It is his first time seeing his own body clearly. This body belongs to him. It belongs to this current name.

When he arrives at the port, the escorting soldier removes the last of his shackles. He walks forward without looking back. He can feel, ever so faintly, several pairs of eyes gazing at him from within the city. Eyes filled with hatred.

It isn't until the spaceship takes off that he turns his head and takes one final look at this place. It really is a magnificent and grand spaceship — just like the books say.

He only glances at it once, then turns his head away to where the stars shimmer dimly and an uncertain future lies.

He looks out in silence.

A new dawn begins.

He steps off one IPC spaceship, then boards another. He'd never even heard of the ship's destination, but that doesn't matter. There is nowhere he particularly wanted to go. His only goal is to get as far away as possible from his past, from his "home."

On these spaceships, people come and go all the time. None of the IPC crews care who he is, so long as he can work.

He has changed his appearance and might no longer be recognized, but he knows that same power still lurks within him, unable to be shaken off no matter where he goes. This power drags him down, slows him, tries to overwhelm him, and makes him unable to escape his past. He has to be careful.

But he still can't shake off the man with the beastly eyes.

If others in his homeworld felt hatred toward him, then that man only has a killing intent toward him — even the spaceships he had traveled on were all annihilated. That man had died before him, but would reappear soon after.

Outside his homeworld, there's a larger world where anything is possible.

A new dawn begins.

He knows that huge monsters prowl upon this route, but he could only find a way toward survival by traveling along the most dangerous of roads.

He defeats the huge monsters and disembarks at the next port. He thinks he could remain undetected among the countless ships, but he is stopped by a redhead woman. She salutes him in thanks, saying she is with one of the ships he had rescued.

He is about to turn and leave when he sees a parked train beside the redhead woman.

"Where's your next stop?"
"...Haven't decided yet."
"Then would you like to board our Express?"
"..."
"We're retracing our previous journey. There's so much to see all over again. We need a guard... And an archiver."
"..."
"You can get off any time once you made up your mind on where to go."
"Alright."

A new dawn begins.

He rubs his eyes, realizing it had been too long since he had such a good night's sleep. He considers himself as only staying temporarily and refused the room specially prepared for him, making a simple bed on the floor of the Archives. However, he stayed up all night reading the data bank. At some point, he'd drifted off to sleep.

He opened the door to find the conductor standing there, reprimanding him for staying up late — Otherwise he'd miss out on a piping hot breakfast and would've wasted the care put into it. He nods and the conductor quietens down in satisfaction, wobbling as they lead him into the passenger car.

The redhead woman — who he now knows is named Himeko — flashes him a smile. The brunet man to the other side — Mr. Yang — remains silent despite appearing to have many questions on his mind.

Before he knew it, he'd spent many a morning just like this.

The process of re-visiting the route is not easy, mostly due to the numerous roadblocks caused by Stellaron. Sometimes, they would encounter the huge monsters he'd defeated before. They even found an enormous chunk of floating ice — encased in which was a living girl.

That's why he wasn't very surprised when he detected that the (boy/girl) named (Trailblazer) has an actual Stellaron sealed inside (his/her) body.

The Express's journey will continue on. Is there anything beyond the realm of possibility?