Chapter 586 - 587 Bahamut Brings a Box He Doesn’t Want to Open
The sky, which previously reflected soft colors, now flashed with lines of black spirals. The ground beneath became flat. Tears on the battlefield slowly ceased to flow. In the distance, a gentle breeze could be heard, as if carrying messages from trapped souls.
Like the gentle wind sweeping the valley, silence filled the space. Dark clouds folded over each other, casting mysterious shadows that danced across the ground. The atmosphere felt heavy, as if time itself slowed down, inviting reflection in the gathering shadows.
And from an unnamed horizon, a voice was heard:
"I am not part of love, nor part of suffering. I am a reminder."
The air grew warmer. A golden light touched Elyra's spiral. The beauty that spread seemed to bring messages from another world, as if every second could be felt in an eternal imprint. The sweet mystery tingled the senses, creating waves of deep emotion, blending with every gasp for breath.
And from above the sky of emotions—Bahamut descended.
Bahamut, the Form of the Cosmic Arbiter.
His body resembled silver crystal formed from the debris of fate,
His wings unfurled like scripts of time,
His eyes did not emit light, but reflected every possibility that never came to be.
Each of his movements radiated a coolness, bringing peace amid unspoken complexity.