Chapter 408 After the Light Goes Out — Omega Returns, Ragnarok Begins
Silence.
For the first time since the destruction began, the world of Omega fell completely silent. There were no screams marking an exit. No sounds of the chains of memories clawing at the sky. No chimes of reversed clocks forcing reality to submit to suffering. Even the gentle breeze felt stiff, as if nature itself was holding its breath, waiting for something unspoken in this stillness.
Only silence remained... and the wind gradually flowing over the scorched earth. Dust from the past floated, moving slowly like invisible shadows questioning the significance of every fleeting second. Each grain tells a story; every gust serves as a reminder of what has been lost.
Black Sun, which had hung in the sky like an open wound in reality, has vanished. It did not explode. It did not fade. Instead, it disappeared—like a nightmare slowly forgotten as morning truly arrives. And when the light began to emerge, an unexpected drama unfolded; each ray piercing the darkness seemed to signal the return of hope, as if the earth embraced the wounded sky with hands full of love.
Omega... returns.
The land that had once melted away with time slowly began to harden. Rivers that once flowed upwards now returned downwards. The memory stones, holding the anguish of the past, crumbled into dust, scattered by the wind as ashes of redemption—a symbol of transformation. Amidst the ruins, faint sounds could be heard; the whispers of souls seemingly calling for home, creating an invisible symphony of tense hope and longing.
Ancient trees that had been dead for centuries began to grow through the cracks in the earth. Not large. Not graceful. But real. A sign that Omega is still alive. Among its branches, birds flying low appeared as messengers from the past, recounting stories that were almost forgotten, etching endless steps into the new pages of time.
In the heart of the battlefield, the Crystal of Time had now transformed into a tranquil white stone—no longer shining, yet it felt like the heart of the world finally pulsing without pain. Each vibration resonated like a heartbeat of hope, creating a new rhythm for the wounded soul, as the long-buried source of life began to blossom again from the deep darkness.
Rui sat at the edge of the time rift that had once opened. Before her, the images of the past and future intertwined; on one side, shadows of the dark destruction known as Omega surfaced, while on the other, a gentle light from unforeseen new possibilities emerged. She felt the heavy burden of hope and uncertainty, where the journey towards rebirth was just beginning.
Her hand still clutched the last light watch of Joanna. She did not cry. She simply... remained silent. As if time had stopped, silence seemed to creep through the entire quiet world. Each heartbeat became an echo marking the boundary between despair and the hope that lay hidden.
"You saved everything... but you still chose to leave..."