Chapter 279 After the Grand Cross — Fate and Fear
The sky begins to turn once more.
But this time, it's not like before.
The stars have formed a new pattern.
Blue Earth has ceased its trembling.
The divided seas gradually merge again, though the remnants of their separation linger in every gust of wind and every crack in the earth. The roar of the waves, once thunderous, has now softened, as if celebrating a newfound peace, akin to the calm that follows a tempest, leaving tranquility in its wake. This phenomenon illustrates how, in both nature and the human soul, recovery often follows profound trauma, emphasizing that such healing processes require time, understanding, and care, much like the natural cycles of ecosystems recovering after environmental disturbances.
The Grand Cross has erased the old phenomena.
And allowed a new will to begin to grow.
Fitran stands amid the transformed Center Stones:
the ancient megaliths have become transparent crystal pillars, containing filaments of light flowing like the veins of a new world. The light dances in a slow rhythm, seemingly in tune with the breaths of souls newly born from the void.
The Spiral Galaxy formation behind his back faded.
The starlight on his skin vanished,