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A/N: Although you can read it, it's not necessary to understand the story—you can skip straight to Chapter One.
You could say this is an important event in the plot, even if it doesn't affect it directly. So the more of the novel you've read, the more you'll understand, and you can always come back here later. (/≧▽≦)/
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In the vast desolation of a world where the sky was nothing but infinite darkness, a magnificent crystal tower soared into the void—a radiant monument that seemed to defy existence itself.
There were no stars to be seen, and the moon had long since faded into a mere whisper of memory.
At the very peak of the tower, two enigmatic women stood clad in ceremonial robes that shrouded them completely, revealing only half of their faces as they gazed unblinkingly into the emptiness.
One of them cradled an orb of ever-changing colors; its pulsating light twisted the fabric of reality, an inscrutable artifact that threatened to unmoor the minds of any who dared to unravel its secrets.
Mundus ad finem suum directe ambulat,♪ (A world walks straight to its end)
Et nemo quidquam agit ad meliorandum, ♪ (And no one is doing anything to make it better)
In that overwhelming silence, a soft but steady melody began to emerge from the lips of the second woman.
As she sang, she swayed gracefully, but also with an aura of sadness, moving to the beat of her own song, a song that would end in sadness and farewell.
Incipitur. ♪ (It begins)
Symphonia, quae exitium et chaos genuit,♪ (The symphony that begot destruction and chaos.)
Her bare feet lightly touched the cool crystal floor, each step calm and measured. Without hesitation, she continued to sing with quiet resolve.
The crystal walls of the tower shimmered subtly in time with her melody, adding a note of gentle clarity to the desolate space.
Her song was like a faint breeze, but it brought with it a proclamation to the world.
Pluvia hodie resonat ut clamor doloris, ♪ (The rain today resounds like a cry of pain)
The first woman holding the orb, her head erect, breathed deeply, letting the song fill her senses, as she felt, the faint rain, falling upon her, reminding her of the laments, of the world, and imbuing her with an unshakable strength. It was time.
The rebellion was beginning.
Dic mihi.♪ (Tell me)
With a voice charged with indomitable will, the woman spoke. She did not shout; it was not necessary. Each word contained the necessary strength to convey what she wanted to represent.
"May the echo of my Voice resound in every corner of the worlds! Today I decree the end of your era. You who have ruled from on high, manipulating our destinies as mere threads on your divine loom, your tyranny has come to its twilight. Today I fight not for victory, but for the spark of possibility. "
As her words rose into the air, the other woman's song grew more intense, its volume swelling with each note.
Though this world was empty, abandoned by any living soul, her voice reached further than the ruined land around her.
Qui dominantur et qui subiciuntur♪, (Those who dominate and those who are subjected)
It stretched beyond the desolation, carrying through distant places, her words would surely reach those who wished to hear them.
Whizz!
The previously empty sky shook. A first star appeared, its light cutting like a knife in the darkness.
Whizz!..Whizz!....Whizz!...Whizz!
Then another, and another. The black blanket was rapidly filling with constellations, and with each new light, the pressure in the air became more intense, crushing. But the woman did not retreat.
She could not retreat.
Num obliti sunt significationem amoris?, ♪(Have they forgotten the meaning of love?)
With a second puff of air, her voice, now firmer and more resonant, rose again:
"Listen well, arrogant gods. My name will be forgotten, my body will be dust, but the change I sow today? that will be eternal. For this is no mere challenge. This is the beginning of something they can never stop. I, a mere mortal, declare this to you."
Cur tam multum odii absconditi in interioribus suis exstat?, ♪(Why does so much hidden hatred exist in their heart?)
Voices echoing throughout the world answered from the top.
"Insolent!!!"
"You inferior creature! Do you know what you have just done?"
"Stop joking around. This is because of those idiots... bringing foreigners.."
"They've all already received their punishment!!"
"Foolish mortals, they think because they have a little power they can rebel!!"
"I declare that they must die!"
Pugnabunt iterum?...♪(Will they fight again?)
The gods were clearly angered by such an act and strongly condemned it, But the song soared in harmony with the woman's declaration, completely ignoring the angry and arrogant voices.
The melody of rebellion, of defiance, now enveloped the whole place stopping at nothing.
"Oh, gods who arrogantly look down upon us... I inform you that your era is over. With my life as a sacrifice, I create the possibility, ."
With that said the sphere that the woman was holding shone brightly and from it 14 smaller lights came out and began to guide around the woman.
Possum audire pulchram canticum, ♪(I can hear a beautiful song)
Seeing that, the voices in the sky faded for a moment and then rose again more intensely.
The voices of the gods multiplied, and a mixture of disbelief and anger emerged.
"Wait, that's what I think it is?"
"That shouldn't exist!"
"Mortals cannot have such power, because they are in one place!"
Veniens ad me ab omnibus animabus, ♪(Coming to me from all the souls)
Another god, in an imposing voice, exclaimed...
"Wait, there's something wrong here! How do mortals have that...that's not what it was supposed to be for!"
"no, it's not just that, because there are 14 of those things!?, there should be only 7, what's going on, here".
"it can't be, it's impossible"
"how many eras have passed, how did they remain anonymous?"
A growing despair was evident in the divine voices.
"They saw our idiot faces!"
"This shouldn't happen, how did we ignore this for so long...
"something, or someone was interfering"
"no, it's not just that, do any of you remember, who had the idea?"
"...."
"...."
Quae hodie veritatem in corde suo servant, ♪ (Who today guard the truth within their hearts)
"...."
"We have to stop it!"
The sky began to crack. From high above, a pillar of light descended, so bright that it seemed to scorch the air around it.
A figure began to form inside the pillar: a god, with an imposing, choleric majesty. A god had descended, to stop this rebellion.
Quia etiam in medio tempestatis, ♪ (For even in the midst of the storm,)
The god knew he was partly to blame for what these mortals were doing, especially since the one proclaiming the rebellion was his former agent, whom he believed to be dead.
So he decided that he would take care of this himself.
"I, a mere mortal, declare this to you: the possibility has been created. And even if my life is extinguished, the future is no longer yours. You will no longer bend us! From this day forward, the world will cease to revolve at your will."
The god, ready to put an end to this nonsense, sensed that the situation was beginning to become dangerous.
But the woman, at no time hesitated or hesitated; she continued speaking, as if the hand of the god that, in a fraction of seconds, was already in front of her did not exist.
Illi mihi vires dant ut mare nigrum transirem, ♪(They give me the strength to cross the black sea)
The hand that was like a spear and was inches away from piercing her head, but she did not move, why? Because it was something unnecessary.
BOMMM!!!
Out of nowhere, a figure appeared. It was a man who, as if he had been there from the beginning, stopped the impulse of that god in its tracks and firmly grabbed his face and, with an impressive impulse, dragged him out of the place.
Numquam dubitabo...♪ (I will never hesitate.)
In an instant, the colossal crystal tower looked small in the distance, but the voice and the song still echoed, like distant echoes that refused to fade away. Both combatants had no time to reflect.
he god, understanding what was happening, enraged, held with both hands the arm that had touched him and withdrew it with force, throwing the figure of the man to the ground.
Boomm!!!
Another great explosion sounded, but the place was deserted and devoid of life.
Still in anger, the god spoke.
"How dare you, do you think you will accomplish anything with this stupidity? Mortals must understand their place."
"hee~..., big words as always. But if it's stupidity, why even come down?"
Replied the man who had just emerged from the hole. He was a silver-haired, blue-eyed figure with a muscular body, clad in light armor adorned with intricate carvings.
Tamen, quanto longius imus, tanto fortiores sunt venti, ♪(And yet, the farther we go, the stronger the winds become.)
Although it was armor, for some reason it seemed to have an organic appearance, as if it were part of the man's body.
His hands were covered by the same armor but the one in his hands gave it a particularly dangerous aura, like the claws of an ancient beast, which would easily tear through anything that came in its way.
The god, on the other hand, was a blond man with long hair, in which it seemed to see countless stars, if you looked closely.
wearing only pants and with his arms covered with shining golden armor that had engravings that also shone like stars.
Et flamma spei fit paulatim tenuior,♪ (The flame of hope grows ever fainter. )
He was recognized as "The God of The Sea of Stars", one of the deities at the pinnacle of existence, a superior god.
Right now he was in a temporary vessel to descend to the mortal world, barely retaining a fraction of his power.
Even so, mortals could never put up a fight. So he thought, until he noticed the discomfort in the face where he had been held.
He did not know how to explain it, and only when he remembered ancient times did he realize what he felt: it was pain, something that should not be possible.
Although he was only in a temporary vessel this should not be possible, the god began to take the situation seriously.
'Lumen trade', omnes voces clamabunt. ♪('Surrender the light,' all voices will cry)
"I see you've noticed...,haa~ Certainly, mankind would never stand a chance against you idiots. from the beginning there was no chance of any resistance, but.... isn't it ironic how you yourselves created these weapons with which we will destroy you?"
"Stop talking nonsense. That won't be enough; it won't do any good. You think they're the first to try? This has happened before and we're still here. Those things will not be enough to destroy the order we have created."
"Yeah, that's the only thing I like about you guys. Even in this situation, you're arrogant fuckers."
"...."
This was no time for unnecessary chatter, but the god remained wary of the man, who no matter how much he watched him, didn't quite understand him.
"Si occidere aut occidi est, non dubitabo." ♪(If it is kill or be killed, I will not hesitate.)
"You hear it, don't you? That song... a will directed straight at the world. There's no divinity in it—just pure mortal magic, and it will surpass you.It's a countdown that marks the beginning of your fall and the destruction of your false thrones."
"...."
"Will...a simple word, but with a huge concept. You know, I never identified with that word. Most of my life sucked, and any trace of will had been extinguished.
But over time I understood that it's a more inevitable concept than anything you stand for. Not even the gods can escape it."
"What meaningless nonsense are you babbling?"
"That is why you people are never going to be able to deny the will of us mortals. Sooner or later it was going to happen what's happening... and even I have the will to fuck you bastar-."
Lacrimae siccabuntur. ♪(The tears will dry)
Swooosh!
"Nonsense. That arrogance was your downfall."
The god said, already behind the man in the blink of an eye, blood staining his golden glove.He was tired of this nonsense.
In an instant, he made his move.The man didn't even have time to react, and now his head began to slide off his neck.
It was a clean cut.
"It's time to end this."
"hahahahaHAHA!"
Just as the god turned to head back toward the tower, his steps stopped at the sound of laughter.
He looked back and saw the man he had beheaded.Indeed, he was still beheaded. But the head didn't fall to the ground—his body was holding it in his hands.
And the laughter... came from that very head.
"HAHAHAHA!!! Arrogant, ME?! You've got to be kidding! HAHAHA! I didn't know you bastards had a sense of humor."
As the head laughed, the hands placed it back in its proper place.It was a surreal sight, even for a god who had lived for so long.
Not caring about the god's bewilderment and while continuing to smile, the man launched himself with indescribable speed, right in front of the god, with the intention of striking him a blow.
Bang!
but even in his bewilderment, the god received the attack with ease with one of his hands, there was no damage.
Tandem intellexi., ♪(At last, I understood)
Immediately, the two began a fight at a speed barely perceptible to the deities watching from the sky. On the other side, the woman continued her proclamation.
The flame of freedom shall burn in the hearts of mortals! And that flame, though small, will be enough to reduce their thrones to ashes."
The other gods, seeing that the god of the sea of stars could not stop her, began to descend like pillars of light. Slowly, they began to incarnate into created bodies.
It was a colossal expenditure of divinity, but they had to nip this threat in the bud.
But they were not the only ones to appear. The sky, which had returned to darkness after the descent of the gods, began to fill with lights.
but Instead of stars, they were comets falling slowly, heading towards the crystal tower. It was a dazzling spectacle, as if hundreds or thousands of shooting stars were falling.
Oculi tui ad dolorem agnoscendum sun ♪(Your eyes are to recognize pain.)
When the gods finally descended, some noticed this, but others were determined to accomplish their goal and headed toward the women.
They were not merely chanting and making a speech; they were casting a colossal spell that was extremely threatening, and should not be allowed to be completed under any circumstances.
With their weapons in hand, they advanced and tried to end the lives of both of them as quickly as possible.
However, in the sky, three of the comets shone brightly for a moment, and then simply disappeared.
But in the next instant, three figures appeared in the path of the anxious gods.
One of them was a huge man of more than four meters, muscular and strong. Next to him, a woman with long pointed ears, and another man of normal height, with grayish skin, a tail that looked like a whip and horns on his head, who was the first to speak in a relaxed voice.
Os tuum est ad vocem tuam elevandam. ♪(Your mouth is to raise your voice)
"Hey, hey, calm down... What's the rush? They wouldn't let us make an Epic entry. You know it's not every day you can get in from the Chaos dimension."
he said with a tone of amusement that contrasted with the tense atmosphere.
The giant beside him, annoyed by the demon's words, replied:
"Stop talking nonsense. This is a serious moment; don't let them get near the girls until the rest arrive."
"Old man, I know, are you forgetting that one of them is my sister? I won't let those fools touch a single hair on her head,"
"You two, stop talking and concentrate. You have incarnations of gods in front of you," warned the long-eared elf.
"Damn, how many tricks are they employing, how could they hide from us?"
One of the gods exclaimed, realizing that the kites were a trap. They needed to end this quickly.
"Yes true, if I were you I would be ashamed to call myself a god..., well less talk and more action , I never liked you arrogant idiots. Come," roared the demon.
"Don't forget the goal here: to buy time and not let them pass," the elf insisted.
"Yes, yes, what a heavy woman. That's why you're a centenarian spinster," the demon joked.
"You piece of shit, if you don't die today, I'll kill you myself later"
with a vein in her head, the elf vowed to kill the demon by any means necessary after taking care of the ones in front of her.
Et manus tuae sunt ad sustinendos eos quos protegere vis. ♪(And your hands are to hold those you wish to protect)
With that, the battle began. The gods, aware that they could waste no time, attacked. There were more than ten of them, but the three stood firm against them, determined to gain time, if only a few seconds.
Despite their efforts, the gods failed to overcome the defense of these three.
Around them, near the crystal tower, they realized that they could use nothing but physical strength; all kinds of mana were immediately absorbed.
fwooosh
Thus, the three of them, the strongest in physical fights, kept the gods at bay while the other comets began to arrive and, with them, many more figures, revealing and balancing the numbers on both sides.
"Well, the gods have taken the bait. The rest has arrived; it's time to start the fun. I'll take this one, though it's only a vessel, I'll deal with it I have to pay an old grudge. I'll leave you this side."
Said the demon and advanced, attacking one of the gods, while the giant followed him, taking the fight away from the crystal tower.
The gods, who were only observing the spectacle, were forced to move, since the figures, who arrived, were familiar faces, and most of them should be dead, but leaving that detail aside, the force they emitted was not the same as the one they knew.
Haec cantus auditu?. ♪(This song is heard?)
The reality was in front of their eyes, and their arrogance was the culminating factor that allowed them to let the mortals descend.
Thus, confronting those who had once been their agents and followers.
the unsuspected world became a battlefield, where clashes and magic made the earth tremble.
KZEEEW!VZZZT!VZZZT!
On the other hand, the silver-haired man was dodging a rain of highly damange stars.
One false move could mean his end, for the force of the god of the sea of stars was overwhelming, and there was nowhere to escape.
O, omnes res viventes.♪(O, all living beings)
Finally, the man adopted a defensive posture, protecting his head and his heart.
Bang!
When he stood still, the stars that followed him began to impact, creating an explosion that left a sepulchral silence.
The god, convinced that he had accomplished his task, was about to return to the tower, the situation became more critical with each passing moment, but from the smoke of the explosion, where nothing should exist, he emerged.
Quae hodie veritatem in corde suo servant.♪ (Who today guard the truth within their hearts)
It was the man, barely a piece of flesh with no limbs and many pieces missing.
"Hahahaha!!-HAHAHAHA!!!-HAHAHAHAH!!!!"
But his laughter echoed throughout the place. The god was perplexed, without understanding, he could not understand, he was clearly weaker, but he could not kill it, and he did not give up, he kept coming back again and again.
"Aggrhhh!!"
But he could not measure it any longer, the next moment he felt something grab him by the neck.
It was the man's bloodied figure; a new arm had sprouted from his body, and before he knew it, the rest of his missing limbs and parts began to grow. Holding up the god and laughing like a madman, he said:
"Hahaha! What's going to kill them is their unprecedented arrogance. I was born of that arrogance, and I will exterminate you all. I know this is just a vessel, but I will seek you out, find you, and wipe you out of existence."
Etiam in mediis flammis ardentibus, ♪ (Even in the midst of burning flames)
The god tried to free himself from the hands that imprisoned him, but they were now tightly clamped around his neck.
At that moment, he realized something strange: the world behind the man was beginning to distort.
Space and time, which the gods could see clearly, began to fail, as if something was breaking the most basic laws of reality.
tibi donat fortitudinem quae numquam frangitur♪.(it grants you a strength that never breaks)
A strange magic circle was formed, not composed of runes or symbols, but was a new concept in itself, a law that the world was unsuccessfully trying to correct.
The god began to panic; but this was no time to be distracted-He no longer even cared about the man's hands that were still on his neck.
Qui cum manibus suis protegere conati sunt,, ♪(Those who tried to protect with their hands,)
The god began to form with his divine mana his own attack, a sea of stars, formed like an illusion, behind him, his divinity began to exert its true power, affecting the surroundings, and creating a mini divine territory.
He had to stop whatever the man was doing.
"HAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
Seeing the panic in the god's eyes, the man laughed again and said.
Num non erant amandi? ♪( Were they not beings to be loved?)
"This is the potential of humans, those you despised, and this is just the beginning."
"Stop talking nonsense! An abomination like you should not exist - die!!!" The god's voice echoed with a fury that cut through the air.
"ABRAXAS....."
The man spoke only that name, and behind him, the distortion the god could not comprehend began to take shape. It was an unknown power, something that defied all laws of magic.
Without holding back, not one bit, the god made his most powerful attack; he didn't know what that thing behind the man was and he wouldn't risk anything.
Revelatur propria stultitia quae emersit.♪(Revealed is the own stupidity that emerged,
As he unleashed everything he had, and crashed into that distortion, which was heading towards him.
BOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!
A glowing light illuminated the world, stopping the fighting around him.
Everyone, mortals and gods alike, turned toward the source of that light.
..
.
When the explosion finally ceased, what remained was a colossal figure, over twenty meters tall, semi-transparent.
It was the god of the sea of stars, who had lost his divine incarnation. Now, he was nothing more than an accumulation of divinity, the result of the disintegration of his flesh and blood.
He could not maintain this form for long; he had to act quickly.
Spectans illas manus rubore maculatas. ♪(Looking at those hands stained with red)
Looking around, the god noticed a beating heart, solitary and devoid of its body.
Without hesitation, the gigantic figure attacked. But, before it could reach its target, from the heart like source, nerves, bones, flesh and blood began to form, all happening in an instant, until finally the silver-haired man was whole again.
"Deus ex machina"
the first thing that came out of his mouth were those incomprehensible words, and parrying the attack of the colossal figure, he stood before the god and, with each moment, seemed to grow stronger.
by this time the divine figure began to experience an unfamiliar emotion: fear.
Accipiens peccatum illud ut errorem. ♪ (Accepting that sin as a mistake)
It was a feeling he had never felt before, and the situation was getting worse and worse, and that feeling kept growing.
He no longer cared what was happening; he had to retreat and take drastic measures. This was no longer a game.
The silver-haired man, however, was not going to let that happen. The conditions had been met, time had almost run out, and the song was at its climax.
He prepared himself and, with one of his hands outstretched open in front of him and the other at a certain distance above him, he began to slowly lower his hand, a gesture full of power.
Slowly, he began to lower his hand, from above, it seemed a simple action but it was a gesture full of power.
The world began to tremble, and from the sky rose a primordial darkness, a darkness that wanted to devour everything.
Et cognoscuntur lacrimae quae sine fine erumpunt. ♪(And the tears that spring forth without ceasing are known.)
The god sensed this and looked up at the sky. He had already begun his retreat, but as he looked up, his fear intensified, freezing his being.
not only him, the whole world stopped, only the song continued without interruptions and the man's hands moved slowly, as if it was difficult for him to interlock his hands, yet with willpower, he cried .
"Art of Primordial sin, final form—Beelzebub's devouring fangs!!!"
Immediately after the words echoed, the now inexplicable darkness turned into colossal jaws that, like an immense predator, encircled the god, who was now like an ant, despite his size.
The jaws began to close in imitation of the man's hands, and the god, paralyzed, could do nothing.
Thud
Finally, the man clasped his hands, and imitating the colossal darkness, closed his jaws, devouring the god.
Possum audire pulchram canticum. ♪(I can hear a beautiful song)
"Haaaa....ahhh.... haaa..."
The man breathed with difficulty, but still keeping the pressure on his hands, feeling without loosening for a moment. Finally, when he stopped feeling resistance, he pulled his hands apart and the colossal darkness disappeared.
Where the god had been, only two small gems remained, exuding a gigantic divinity. The man took them, and thought that this could prevent the worst from happening, so he was ready to run to the tower, but it was too late.
Veniens ad me ab omnibus animabus.♪(Coming to me from all the souls)
"My blood will be the price I pay to open the gates of a new dawn."
From the sky, an infinity of colossal magic circles began to rain down, superimposing one upon the other, formed by many smaller ones.
Quae hodie veritatem in corde suo servant.♪ (Who today guard the truth within their hearts)
The spell had been completed, but the man, in an instant, reached the top of the tower, where the two women were still standing. One was still chanting, while the other began to fall to the ground. At that precise moment, the man quickly picked her up in his arms, and held her tightly. ....
"I'm sorry."
Mare tempestatum quievit, ♪(The stormy sea has calmed,)
The man began to shed tears, nothing like the monster that had caused terror to the gods a few seconds ago. After all, he too was human, and even though he knew this would happen, he wanted to apologize.
The woman in his arms, her hood fallen away, radiated an ethereal aura. Her celestial azure hair flowed gently around her delicate features, now seemingly fragile and almost translucent, as if woven from starlight
Et qui aliquid amiserunt, innumerabiles sunt. ♪ (And those who have lost something are countless.)
Her golden eyes, which in spite of her situation were still full of life, met his, although she no longer had the strength to support herself. She was satisfied; the only thing she regretted was not being able to see the future she herself had created, and not being able to be with the man who wept for her.
Haec cantus auditur?,♪ (This song is heard?)
"Don't cry. I know what you were trying to do. but The divinity of the god of the sea of stars would not do, for he still lives. And that of Cronus should be used for the future we will create."
"Still, we could have..."
O, illi sine refugio in mundo. ♪ ( O, those without refuge in the world)
"Stop!... There's not much time left, Let's not talk about it. This is the path I chose, the one we've all chosen."
"I know, but still, I wanted..., I wanted to be together with you."
"Me too. You saved me, you showed me how vast the world was. I wanted things to be like this forever, but we all know that's impossible.... You are the most powerful among us. You will lead the new future. "
Cuius spes intus manet.♪( Whose hope remains within them.)
"what's the use of being powerful, if not even, if not even, can protect you".
"Don't let my death hold you back. Swear to me that like the rest you will forget me and go on, don't interfere with this, and just forget me."
"Don't... don't make me do this. I can't, I can't just forget you. Someone should at least know you exist. Your sacrifice, your existence, shouldn't disappear."
"Swear it."
"...."
"Why are you like this, wouldn't you respect my last will? Ha... it's okay, do what you want..... You always have, and it's gotten you this far..... Who am I to stop you?"
At that moment, the woman's voice, which up to that moment had been normal, began to falter, showing that she did not have much time left.
Cum hanc noctem tristitiae superemus.♪(When we overcome this night of sorrow)
"What do you mean? You are an essential part of my life. I didn't save you; you saved me when I was falling into despair. You gave me a reason; you fanned the dull flame in me. That's why I won't forget you, even if The world itself tries You'll still live in a place inside me."
Sine dubio vires habebimus ad vitam pergendum. ♪(Without a doubt, we will have the strength to keep living.)
"Heh, you've become someone corny. ....But I am happy..., truly. This sacrifice is not the end;... it is the beginning..... So walk f-forward, and don't stop... I-It will be waiting for you in w-whatever is on the other side. "
Supervivenimus!!.♪ (We will survive!!.)
At that moment, the song finally stopped, and they both knew what it meant. This was the true end. Slowly, the woman began to turn into particles, in the form of butterflies that began to flutter around her.
The man, helpless, could only hold her and cling to the body that was slowly turning into butterflies, without taking his eyes off the woman's golden eyes. It was as if he wanted to eternally engrave her face, which despite the fact that she was disappearing, never showed a tear and her face was one of happiness.
Little by little, the beings began to gather around, their battle against the gods finally over. They came to pay their respects to the one who sacrificed herself; the young woman who, despite being but a fraction of the age of some present, never hesitated to do what was right for the greater good.
With heavy hearts, everyone bowed their heads in reverence as she was fading away. The woman who had sung and danced moments before sobbed openly, her grief unrestrained, while beside her, the gray-skinned demon wore a solemn expression that seemed to weigh heavily on him.
"I'm sorry, everyone.... It was a joy to share this time with you all..... I regret not being able to accompany you in what lies ahead...., but I believe in each of you..... Goodbye. I hope you all achieve your dreams...."
Those were her final words before she vanished completely. A profound silence, punctuated only by the sounds of mourning, enveloped the top of the crystal tower.
Delicate butterflies began to swirl gracefully among the grieving beings, each one weaving through the air, imparting fleeting emotions of sorrow and resolve to those they touched.
As they fluttered softly, the butterflies gradually made their way toward the orb she had once held, drawn by an unseen force. One by one, they began to fuse with its radiant surface, creating a mesmerizing display of light that danced in harmony with the lingering sadness.
In that moment, the last butterfly, glowing softly, landed gently on the man's shoulder. As it perched there, he felt an overwhelming rush of emotions—a fleeting yet profound understanding of what he must do. The sadness began to crystallize into a fierce determination, igniting within him a resolute purpose.
With a heavy heart but unwavering resolve, he turned to the orb at his side, gathering it in his hands. He rose to his feet, his spirit fortified by the memory of her sacrifice. The orb glowed brighter as he lifted it toward the heavens.
As he gazed up at the sky, his sight was directed beyond the colossal circles, with a clear objective: the gods. With unwavering resolve, he shouted to the heavens:
"I swear by my name ■■■■■■ that your sacrifice will not be in vain. What happened today is merely the beginning, the inception of something far greater. Today marks the commencement of the first holy war: mortals against deities; today begins 'The Kataklysmos - Oblivionis Legatum!'"