Chapter 413 The Meeting of Two New Wills — A World Holding Its Breath
The sky has turned blue again, but the gaping scars are still visible on the horizon, where the Gate of Erebos was nearly opened. This hard land emanates the aroma of destruction that rises in the air, as if calling back the echoes of history from an era that has not fully passed. Yet today, the entire world holds its breath, as if feeling the heartbeat of the universe uniting.
Because two lights that once extinguished are now shining again.
Rui.
Joanna.
Rui stands on a layer of floating time stones, her body radiating the aura of aspiratum that she has tamed, sparkling with united energy. Around her, the air seems to freeze, dominated by the realities that have failed but now find their place within her.
Joanna, who has risen from the heavenly realm under the care of six angels, now steps cautiously in the field of light formed by her own memories. Although her body is still fragile, each step helps restore her trace in the world she has long left behind.
As they approach, the light around them vibrates gently, like the whisper of an unseen river, weaving their fates with the ancient threads of Omega's power. A formless voice softly whispers in their ears, reminding them of the unbreakable bond despite being separated by time and suffering. It is as if the world itself embraces them in a warm hug, soothing the fears that tear at their souls.
They do not walk towards each other.
They are pulled by something deeper than mere desire, as if the Spiral itself wishes to reunite them. They meet at the central altar of Omega, where the Crystal of Time once stood, where the soft light seems to create an invisible bridge between two souls separated by time.
From the corner of Rui's eye, the sky vibrates with stunning colors, witnessing an extraordinary and powerful spectacle. Joanna feels the mass of energy around her, flowing gently like water filling a basin. In an instant, the aroma of lavender and morning dew revives her sweet memories of children playing in the garden, adding depth to the meeting laden with promises and new hopes.
No first words are spoken. Only eyes gaze into each other, speaking in an unspoken language.