A warm breeze moved through the fields of Su Yan's dimension, carrying the scent of sakura blossoms and fresh rain. The skies above were clear—two suns casting gentle golden hues across the hills, rivers, and forests that had grown ever more vibrant with life.
Su Yan stood alone atop a stone platform in the eastern plains, his white robe flowing gently in the wind. His sapphire eyes, calm and focused, looked to the sky. At fifteen years old, his appearance had matured further—he looked eighteen now, tall and poised, with a quiet authority that had only deepened over the years.
He raised his hand slightly, his voice firm yet filled with purpose.
"System," Su Yan said, "Summon Lione, Sheele, and Bulat. I want to give them a second chance at life."
The air shimmered in response as the dimension itself seemed to pause.
"Acknowledged," the system replied.
"Stabilizing soul fragments… Accessing karmic flow… Matching soul integrity to timeline of natural death… Reconstructing bodies… Manifesting into your dimension…"
The sky above Su Yan pulsed with soft golden light. Three beams descended slowly, each wrapping around a figure forming from strands of light and memory.
When the light faded, four individuals stood where once there was only wind.
Lione blinked first. She looked down at her hands, then at the world around her. Her short, wild hair bounced as she turned. "Huh…? This isn't the Empire."
Sheele adjusted her glasses slowly, her soft purple eyes scanning the scenery. "Am I… alive?"
Bulat took a strong step forward, his muscular frame radiating power. "What… is this place?"
Su Yan stepped forward, calm and composed. "This world is not your own. I summoned you from the moment of your deaths—to give you peace. A second life."
Sheele stared at him in awe. "You… brought us back?"
"Yes," Su Yan said. "You deserve more than a tragic end. This place has no war, no Empire, no injustice. Only freedom—and healing."
Bulat narrowed his eyes slightly, studying Su Yan. "You're… just a kid."
"I was. Now, I am the creator of this realm."
Before anyone could reply, Mavis and August arrived on foot, walking calmly through the field. Mavis's blonde hair shimmered in the light as she offered a gentle wave.
"New friends?" she asked, smiling.
Zeref followed behind, arms folded as he observed the three new arrivals with a sharp but quiet gaze.
"Who are they?" August asked, standing close to his mother.
Su Yan turned to him. "From another world. Each of them gave everything for the people they believed in. Now they have a chance to live again."
Lione scratched her head, confused. "So… what, we're free? No orders, no war?"
"Yes," Su Yan replied.
Sheele tilted her head. "Can we stay?"
Su Yan nodded. "If you wish to live… this world is yours."
A moment passed.
Then Lione let out a sudden laugh, loud and wild. "Hell yes. I never liked dying anyway."
Bulat cracked a grin. "Guess I've got a new home."
Sheele smiled with tears in her eyes.
Zeref approached, folding his arms. "This place… gets bigger every day."
Mavis nodded. "And warmer."
Su Yan stepped forward. "Let this be your new beginning. You've earned it."
Above them, the twin suns glowed gently as the wind stirred petals through the air—welcoming three more souls into a world reborn by peace.