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𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘐𝘴 𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘓𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵’𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘴 … 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰... 𝘞𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘓𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦

The three sisters’ bodies slowly deteriorated, turning into sparkling dust blown away by the wind. Their voices got carried along the remains of their essence, “𝘚𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘓𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘉𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘮.”

Yoohyun and Eduan chanted the liberation charm—causing their bodies to shimmer as they turned back into their celestial forms. With their full power unleashed, the domain expanded beyond the horizon to sustain the world. “What Heaven is owed, Heaven shall claim. What is left of our debts, will be paid off in souls.” The Gatekeepers sang at the same time.

“What does that e—” Yin was about to ask more, but Eduan stopped him with a smile. “Don’t worry! Us adults will figure it out. You just hold yourselves as much as possible until we clean up our mess, okay?” Eduan then nodded at Jingran, giving the sign to start his domain expansion.

Otogi covered her mouth, she already figured out what it required to achieve such an impossible feat. “But.. like, can Jingran—um, sorry. Should I start calling you Lady Galbrena, …Sir? Can you even do that?” Yin asked in disbelief. “He can, if Eduan and I fortify his domain.” Yoohyun heaved a heavy sigh.

They descended from their cosmic plane to live as mortals on Earth, taking the form of men to escape the Light’s reach. It was temporary, but they were hopeful it would serve enough time to start and achieve their goal: Giving humankind a chance to fight back.

Clotho, the careful spinner who created the thread of life. Lachesis, the precise allotter of each thread’s length. Atropos, the solemn ender who cut the thread of life. Together, they worked in harmony to weave the threads of humankind—from birth, to their journey as they grew, up to the day they drew their last breath.

Once upon nowhen, the Light created the universe. However, She was anguished at the loneliness of Her singularity, and thus She created the three sister goddesses of Fate—𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙈𝙤𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙞. With the Light’s permission, they began the task of creating a lifeform that would one day rule Mother Earth.

Following the death of Sephiroth and the sudden appearance of multiple rifts, the ascended Lightseekers were now fighting hordes of monstrous creatures. They spilled out of the rifts in endless waves. Du Ruo could be seen holding back a massive beast with her scented charm—casting a spell that caused confusion to whoever inhaled the smoke.