A young black-haired boy walked through the midst of an ashy, incandescent, smoke-foaming scenery that had only recently stopped being the inferno that it had been, while a blue- and golden-haired woman stood still, staring at the now barren, hellish surroundings.

"Welcome back, Nia."

"Ronandt… How long has it been?"

"Twelve days."

"I see... no, wonder, there's nothing but ashes left."

"To be fair, there has been nothing left from the first day, so..."

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"Was that supposed to cheer me up or somehow reassure me?"

"Well, yes. Did it work?"

The girl simply smiled and did not respond; instead, with her hand held out, she summoned seven colored orbs before finally summoning one of a ferocious fiery shade.

youthful female figure, naked.

"Minerva, Quideossa, Geon, Vara, Quiannis, Ezra, Qomoss... I have honored my promise. I had your sisters and brothers reunited with your sister Amira, yet there remain unfulfilled promises. Yet nonetheless, from now on, may you all find haven within me as one, as a part of me."

As if in response to her words, the eight orbs fused into a single orb, which the girl reached for and fused with.

"Even as who I am today, I may never earn your forgiveness, Rana, Mana, but today, under me, Nia, the shards of what was once Rena are finally whole."