The light faded.
Slowly.Gently.As if the universe itself was taking a long breath after holding it for too long.
When the glare softened enough for any of them to see, Red Kael was the first to open their eyes.
"…This isn't the Dawn."
Blue Kael straightened beside them, storm-energy flickering instinctively around their arms.
"It's not the Storm either."
Both turned toward the Third Kael.
And then—they saw it.
The new world.
The Third World Reveals Itself
They stood at the edge of a landscape that looked familiar and foreign all at once.
The shoreline wasn't calm like the Red Dawn's.But it wasn't violent like the Blue Storm's either.
Waves rolled with a quiet strength—gentle on the surface,powerful beneath.
The sky overhead was neither red nor blue—but a soft, shifting silver that shimmered like an aurora.
