Silence reigned across the battlefield.
The warriors of the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe and the Curse Eaters of the Tenth Empyrean World stared into the void.
There, amid the remains of the White Abyss, stood the shattered figure of Nito.
His body had been split apart.
The battle that had surpassed their understanding of reality, a confrontation between powers capable of crushing entire small universes, a battle worthy of Fourth Realm life forms, had finally come to an end.
For several seconds, nobody spoke.
Then a single voice broke the silence.
"We... won."
No one knew who had uttered those words.
Perhaps it had been Meylin.
Perhaps it had been one of the countless warriors who had fought for the survival of the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe.
It did not matter.
The words echoed through the hearts and souls of every man and woman who called the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe their home.
They had won.
