A thousand years later...
The legend of Auren the Guardian had transformed into a mere fairy tale.
His names were etched in stone, but no one truly knew who he was. The world had changed — no more systems, no more bloodshed for power, no more destinies controlled by entities from the sky.
In a small, peaceful village,
children ran under the sunlight, listening to an elder tell stories of the "nameless man" who saved the world by sacrificing everything.
> The Elder:
> "He didn't kill because he wanted to, but because he had no choice... And in the end, he chose the world over his own heart."
>
At the highest point of the world,
a man in a grey robe still stood. His body didn't age, didn't breathe, didn't move... but he lived.
Around him, strange flowers bloomed — flowers that grew only from eternal tears.
In his hand, a small necklace was tightly clasped.
Lisea's necklace.
> Auren (whispering softly):
> "This world is yours now, Lisea.
> I have fulfilled my promise...
> I will wait, until this world is truly peaceful..."
>
And then... the world fell silent.
No more chaos.
No more systems.
No more wars between the Divine and the mortal.
Because it had all ended...
because one human had stood against everything — and won.
A small light appeared before Auren,
and for the first time in a thousand years, he smiled.
> "It's time."
>
The light took the silhouette of a woman — her hair long, her smile sweet.
And Auren, without saying a word, took her hand.
And they disappeared together.
Together, in a place unknown to this world.
Not in heaven, not on earth. But by each other's side.
THE END
Arc: Zhael's Legacy — Completed.
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