Even through all those endless war filled with pride and power to be the race that writes a true history...
It will all came to an end at some point...
Kirasaki's rage isn't enough to end the war, the aftermath making her felt all useless with regrets she can't even forgive.
The death of her husband and son...
But, war must go on until the three early races stand tall as the real history maker for the reality.
Sirius, Vorthak, and Gysier had going all-out without having any care about the destruction the caused around them.
But... Their own limitation are they key to stopping them after having to let all their powers up.
Sirius collapsed, his heart and brain nearly ceasing to function from excessive Lenergy use that went overload.
Vorthak lost control of his mutation. His body continued transforming into anincreasingly horrific monsters, yet he began losing his own consciousness that slowly making him go crazy.
The mythological creatures he summoned began to rebel, attacking him with an uncontrolled fury.
Gysier had almost completely vanished, his body becoming transparent like a thin mist.
All of the fictions he created began taking over reality, creating uncontrolled dimensional chaos.
His alien creations began attacking everything that moved, including himself.
In the midst of total destruction, when the three races were nearly annihilating each other, something unexpected happened.
The sky suddenly trembled with mighty power that surpassed anything ever witnessed in the History War.
A dimensional rift opened above the battlefield, and from there descended a figure that made the entire battle halt in fear and awe.
There was huge buffed man with messy black hair slowly landing elegantly until he became the centre of them all.
Magnus, who was known as the Father of All Legends, revealed himself with a Lenergy aura so pure and tremendous that the air around him sparkled like liquid diamond.
His towering body possessed eyes that blazed white like stars, and every step he took made reality itself tremble in respect.
"ENOUGH!" his voice thundered with power that made mountains crack.
Lenergy flowed from his entire body in infinite waves, not focused on his heart and brain like ordinary Legends, but from every cell in his body.
Vorthak and Gysier, witnessing this legendary figure, immediately felt primitive fear seeping to their bones.
This was the figure whose name was whispered in the most ancient legends, the Father of all Legends, who was said to have vanished since the beginning of the History War.
"How dare you wage war in our universe!" Magnus raised his right hand.
The Lenergy emanating from him was pure gold, different from the Lenergy possessed by other Legends.
"This is our territory! The Legend's territory! You have trespassed upon our sacred ground!"
With slow but commanding gestures, Magnus created enormous dimensional portals.
The first portal, mystical blue, led to the Mythologia universe, while the second, dark purple, led to the Nartagia dimension.
"RETURN TO YOUR RESPECTIVE REALMS!" he roared, and the power emanating from him created a Lenergy storm that swept across the entire battlefield.
Vorthak along with all his remaining forces, mythological creatures, and even fragments of their magical energy were forcibly sucked into the blue portal.
The Mythologia tried to resist, releasing all his black Mana power, but it was like dust trying to fight a hurricane.
"This is not over yet!" he screamed before his mutated body vanished, swallowed by the portal.
Gysier, already nearly transparent, could do nothing as he and all his fictional creations were sucked into the purple portal.
Futuristic aliens, interdimensional war machines, and all his terrifying imaginations vanished in an instant.
"Fiction... will come back even stronger than anything that exist..."
"We won't forget what you did with our mother..." he whispered before disappearing completely.
After both portals closed with a thunderous roar that split the sky, Magnus walked toward Sirius, who lay dying.
Golden blood flowed from his crown prince's eyes and nose.
"Sirius, my son," Magnus's voice softened, yet still thundered with unlimited power.
"You have fought valiantly, but this is not yet your time to die."
Magnus placed his hand on Sirius's chest, and golden Lenergy flowed into the king's body to give a full healing to his wounds and restoring his strength.
Sirius coughed up his last blood before his eyes blazed red once more.
"Father..." Sirius stammered, unable to believe that the Father of Legends had to step down and give an end to it all.
Even tho it's just temporary...
"Why did you come now after we lost so many Legends that fell proudly as a prideful warriors?"
"I had my own reasons..." Magnus answered mysteriously.
Magnus stood tall, then raised both hands as high as possible to the sky.
Golden Lenergy flowed from him in unimaginable forms.
Not just one element, but the entire spectrum of power existing in the universe.
All these elements flowed from Magnus's body and transformed into particles of light that spread throughout the universe.
"With this power I blessed those Legends who's worthy enough to wield the most powerful potential of an element."
Each particle carried power and healing that began repairing the damage caused by the History War.
Barren land began to green again, the cracked sky began to mend, and poisonous air became clear.
Even the scattered corpses began transforming into golden dust carried by the wind, granting them a peaceful final rest in the next life.
"Sirius," Magnus lowered his hands and gazed at his son.
"What you accomplished today is only the beginning. The true war has not yet begun."
"The true war?" Sirius tried to stand, his body still trembling despite being healed.
"Yes," Magnus nodded slowly.
"The Mythologia and Nartagia we banished today will return, and they will bring far more terrifying allies."
"They will seek ways to attack not only your physical forms, but also the souls and essence of the Legends existence itself."
Magnus walked away, each step leaving golden footprints on the ground. "Prepare yourself, my son."
"You must gather all of the Legends who were granted with Origin power to ensure greater victory for the Legends..."
"They have a name."
"They are called as the Origin Legends."
"Wait, Father!" Sirius shouted as Magnus's figure began to fade.
"Where are you going? Why won't you help us?"
"There are forces greater than the History War moving behind the scenes," Magnus's voice grew distant and echoing.
"I must ensure the balance of the universe remains maintained."
"But remember, Sirius."
"Legends Never Die!!!"
"!ot because you cannot die, but because your legacy will live forever."
With a final flash of golden light, Magnus vanished, leaving Sirius alone in the middle of the battlefield that had begun to recover.
In the sky, stars began to shine again, but Sirius knew this was only false calm before a more devastating storm struck.
The Legend King clenched his fists, feeling Lenergy flowing stronger than before thanks to his father's blessing.
His eyes gazed toward the trails of two closed portals with burning pride dan rage.
"Mythologia, Nartagia," he whispered in a voice cold and full of threat.
"When you return for another war, we will be ready."
"And we'll put an end to it!"