"You can wield fire, shape galaxies, and erase gods. But if you can't protect dinner with your siblings... what's the point?"
— Rahul, at his quietest moment
Scene 1: The Gate Opens
The Gate of Beginnings stood at the edge of the realm.
Carved from reality itself. Older than time.
And it had just opened.
Kaien stood before it, Voidflame flickering faintly in his palm.
Beside him:
Valenya, standing silently, watching the leyline shift Olivia, crown dimmed, wings wrapped in shadow Vaeyra, now armed with a weapon that glowed with old suns Zephyr, flipping a coin, already bored Aeyra, holding Kaien's sleeve Aren, bouncing in place with a cannon the size of his body
"This gate only opens when someone walks the same path Rahul once did," Valenya whispered.
Kaien stepped through.
The others followed.
And on the other side?
Scene 2: The Battle That Shouldn't Exist
A battlefield frozen in time.
Ruins of an empire that never existed in history books — because Rahul erased the memory of it.
But now it was back.
Because something had recreated it.
A being that Rahul had once spared… to watch.
It didn't speak. It simply attacked.
A thousand arms of light and bone.
An army of mirror clones mimicking the five heroes.
Weapons crafted from regret.
Kaien didn't hesitate.
"Form up."
And for the first time — the siblings and their companions fought as a true seven-soul unit.
Valenya called the battlefield like a general. Her eyes tracked every movement. Aren launched a device that gave Aeyra a temporary bubble of invincibility. Aeyra sang a melody that slowed the clones by half a heartbeat — long enough for Olivia to strike. Zephyr copied Kaien's first punch and made it better.Vaeyra protected the younger two without being told. And Kaien?
He went quiet.
Not a word.
Because his focus was on shielding — not just fighting.
At one point, Aeyra tripped midair — and Kaien caught her before she hit the ground.
Later, Aren's cannon misfired — and Kaien took the blast full-force without flinching.
The others didn't even notice.
But Aeyra smiled.
"Big bro's doing it again."
"Doing what?" Zephyr asked.
"Protecting without showing it."
Scene 3: Victory — But Not Peace
The enemy fell — or fled.
Kaien stood over the crater, chest rising and falling.
No cheers.
Just… breath.
And then—
A portal opened behind them.
Their return gate.
Scene 4: Family Chapter Begins — The Safehouse on Seriel Ridge
Two days later.
In a floating ridge city far from conflict.
Kaien's family safehouse — a hidden location Rahul himself built, sealed with starlight.
The group stayed to recover.
Scene 5: Wholesome Family Time Begins 🎉
💫 Scene: Kaien Cooking
Kaien stood in the kitchen — sleeves rolled, hair damp from rain.
Aeyra stood on a stool beside him, wearing a chef's hat six sizes too big.
"Do I stir now?"
"Not yet."
"Now?"
"Not—"
SPLASH.
Soup everywhere.
Aeyra: 😳
Kaien just sighed… and handed her a towel.
"Next time, stir the soup. Not the air."
🔧 Scene: Aren's "New Weapon"
Aren ran into the room, dragging a rolling contraption with blinking lights and probably too many buttons.
"I made a hug cannon!"
Everyone stared.
Zephyr: "That's not real."
Aren: presses button
Pneumatic arms shoot out and grab Kaien.
Kaien: 😐
"You missed a calibration."
"But did it work?"
Kaien just lets it squeeze.
Valenya walks in with tea, nods approvingly.
🌙 Scene: Night Under the Stars
Later that night, the siblings sat on the roof.
Kaien lay back, eyes to the stars.
Valenya beside him, arms crossed. Aeyra curled up on his shoulder. Aren asleep with his cannon as a pillow.
Olivia and Vaeyra sat nearby, listening.
No speeches.
Just peace.
Aeyra murmured sleepily:
"We're gonna be okay, right?"
Kaien looked at the stars.
Then at them.
"As long as you're with me…"
He didn't finish.
He didn't need to.
Valenya reached over and flicked his ear.
"Dork."
"Tactician."
Final Scene: The Spark of the Next Arc
Back in the war-torn realms...
A temple cracked open.
And inside — a book Rahul had sealed began to bleed ink.
A prophecy rearranged itself.
"Seven walk as one."
"One burns in silence."
"The imitator rises."
"And the throne will be tested…"
"…by someone not yet born."