An ambush upon them, two flying through the void. Its intense pressure, blackness around them. That mage falling unconscious, the knight tightly holding on.

Her stern gaze, resisting this pain. A light ahead, brightening by the moment. Passing through it, both falling into a ruinous city.

Turning the opposite way, her companion over her. Crashing down into a structure, this heavy impact, bleeding a bit from her forehead. Taking a bit of time, catching her breath.

Shortly shaking the noble-woman, this one's steadily opening vision, groaning from her. Rising to their knees, their attention on their surroundings.

"Where...are we...?" unease from Sol, her hand to her chest.

"Wish I knew..." Atlalune holding the side of her head.

A spreading icy mist, its chilling feeling. Catching this presence, those two facing in the direction. That once supreme deity crashing his katana into the blade of the god, a red energy materializing above.

Rushing down at him, his quickly beating heart. Blackness tearing through, shredding the area. The crushing assault, blasting away the entity. This foe sliding back on his feet, his attention on Ava.

Her gold hair, those white eyes. Her malefic armor, her blade the same, symbols of old harshly igniting from it. Her stance in front of Dabria, protecting this one. Moving back at bit, the god shifting his gaze to the knight.

"Ah good, the remaining pieces are in place. You all will now face up to your sins." His calm smile.

"Mind telling me what this guy is on?" Maria uneasily stepping away.

Firmly gripping Rebellion, that sword of her mother's. Its large shape, an old message burning on it.

Carefully watching this foe, one gathering individuals, these pieces in line. Fernandez pushing himself up from the land, shaking away his pain.

Wounds on him, growling at the enemy. Iris locking onto her opponent from above, her white wings afar. Bursting through, her blade closing in. That opponent thrusting his sword into the ground, his energy seeping in.

A pentagram spreading through, crushing the area. This pressure forcing her below, shortly blasting her afar.

That animal racing along the obstacles, jumping in the way. Blocking her impact, both crashing into a building. The ruinous battlefield, one drawing them into this nightmare.

Decaying trees, vehicles upside down. Store windows in pieces, their fading colors. Rubble around, this war zone. High feelings, resisting their enemy.

Their aching bodies, a powerful individual. Believing in his path, yearning to punish them. Everyone in place, his offhand forward, gesturing for the ex-mercenary's presence.

Unease from her, making her way to him. That noble-woman following, both shortly standing from a distance.

"Lune...I hope you know. When we get back, I expect your proposal to finish." Sol folding her arms.

"See Ava? They are about to get married." Dabria pouting at her companion, her hands to her chest.

"Please do not put ideas in her head..." The sighing goddess.

"Ugo, answer why you are attacking us!" Valor swinging out his offhand.

A reason for his actions, luring those to this place. Sorrow in its depths, countless crying souls wishing for release.

Bringing them to this terrible field, a purpose behind his efforts. Intruding upon happiness, those not knowing the location of another. A relentless foe, combatting multiple, a deity beyond many.

Aligning hearts, each binding together by a thread. A connection between them, their selfish paths. Damning countless, currently living their lives. Planning for years, making true to it this time.

"Each of you have been brought here for the same reason. I am but a guardian, tasked with punishing those such as yourself. Damning innumerable, this repetitive process. Actions are not without consequences, and this will be engraved upon your souls." His sharp tone.

"Am I actually supposed to care?" Ava standing on her side, her serious vision to him.

Proceeding in her path, seeking what is inside. Searching for her younger brother, committing atrocities. Her selfish direction, once living in blackness.

Meeting an innocent individual, steadily opening. These simple sentiments, her feverishly burning heart. Falling debris, Fernandez and Iris standing up. Moving onward, their aching bodies.

This great opponent, refusing his rationality. Crafting their lives, this guardian in place. His attention on the goddess, her blade towards him.

"Selfish I am, atrocities I have committed. There is not a single thing I would do differently, since it all led to what I have now, and none shall take this away. You will learn what happens for intruding upon my life." Glaring at him.

"I have made mistakes, but similarly. I would not have done a single thing differently, count me in as well." Atlalune cracking her knuckles.

"You can continue to knock us down, but we will repeatedly rise." Maria staking her sword at her side.

"We have accepted our sins, and choose not to be dictated by them. Those experiences are not to be ashamed of, but acknowledged as progress." Dabria stepping forward, directing her hand to her chest.

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Their deep sins, accepting their actions. Pushing forward, souls resisting the reason of others. A thread linking with one another, efforts in their own lives.

Overcoming hardships, racing after what is within. Wandering in blackness, tears once in silence. Sinking below the surface, hands reaching in, pulling them above. Bonding hearts, refusing to give in.

Another conflict before them, not relenting. A spreading icy mist, blackness swirling around the goddess. Fire raging from the soul of the ex-mercenary, those uniting in this moment.

"If that is your path, then you must accept my own as well. I will not stop, not until every last one of you are no more." Ugo spreading his stance.

The harshly blowing wind, clouds of darkness. This immense pressure, a connecting line. Their similar goal, a common foe.

Sounding movements, scattering dust. Approaching individuals, a god expecting nothing less. Sweeping his blade off the ground, crashing it into the land.

Divine waves slicing through, this heavy compression. Massively exploding, pushing back his opponents. Smoke filling the area, that enemy emerging out of it.

Dabria flinching, witnessing his descending sword. Her companion intercepting, her blade crossing with his own. A raging inferno, Sol's arms in the air.

Flames rushing down, the foe forcing his offhand against it. Drawing it into his body, the shocking sight. Leaping high, releasing this energy.

An enormous fireball, locking onto his targets, unleashing it. The once supreme deity staking his katana into the land, this reacting mist.

A glacier entombing everyone, that colliding assault. Tremendously exploding, falling chunks of ice. Unease from them, these loud descending pieces. Rubble in the air, that enemy appearing behind Maria.

Their clashing swords, forcing against the other. His increasing strength, shifting his footing, hitting her off balance. Grabbing her head, slamming her into the earth.

"Maria!" Valor calling out.

"Unhand her!" Iris commanding.

Those pure wings, her furious eyes. Watching over this once since their younger days, her protective nature. Locking onto her opponent, rushing below.

That knight leaping from one structure to the next, ascending far above. The bleeding moon shining its light, her burning soul.

Her hand high, this raging blackness. Her enemy in sight, rushing down at Ugo. Crashing her palm into him, darkness seeping through, an old pentagram engraving into the land.

The angel lifting Maria, quickly moving away. That god gripping her foot, swinging her around, bashing Atlalune.

"Gyah...!"

"Lune!" Sol rushing over to her.

His overwhelming power, following his own path. Individuals eluding consequences, this to his vision. Repeating tragedy, those damning countless.

Seeking their desires, shouting what is within. No longer remaining in silence, pushing onward in an abyss of blackness. Avoiding shadowy hands, reaching for the faintest light. Their small hope, tightly holding on, refusing to lose it.

Slamming Iris into the ground, Maria loosening from her grip, hitting a structure on the land. His approaching sword, Fernandez rushing in, leaping from below.

Turning, his vision on that entity, striking his tail across the face of the god. The enemy stepping back, his furious eyes. Thrusting his palm into the ground, pulsing far within.

This heavily shaking earth, the breaking ground. A goddess once living in hatred, her hard efforts. Not giving up what is her own, descending from the air.

Her displaying resolve, crashing her sword into the deity, spilling blood. Resisting this, forcing onward, facing her. That once supreme god closing in, rapidly striking from behind, entombing their foe in ice.

"Is that it...?" Sol carefully approaching the scene.

Facing this threat, an enemy pushing their limits. That one in a prison, yet something not right. This strongly protruding pressure, the melting structure.

Iris guarding Maria, protecting the young woman. Streaming blood, her shaking body. Her uneasy gaze, catching her breath. This exertion from the god, Valor warning them.

His massively compressing force, the knight rushing in front of her partner. This violently releasing energy, devastatingly exploding. Echoing screams, smoke filling the area.

Falling rain, many on the ground. Fernandez remaining, that animal trailing his target. His aching body, trying to resist his pain. Two residing on a shaky bridge high above, his blurry vision.

"This is the end of the line for you as well." Ugo raising his blade.

Once in loneliness himself, a pack abandoning him. His uncertainty on bonding, a creature always on his own.

An eternal night coming, meeting a peculiar god. Those accepting him, a family at last. Cherishing them, fighting alongside them. Wanting to give back, his body at its limit.

Believing in words from another, light in the deepest of darkness. Continuously holding on, a way to provide a miracle. His attention above, that liquid stabbing down on him.

Closing his vision, hearing approaching footsteps. The once supreme deity struggling, pushing up to his knee. Dripping blood, looking around.

Those comrades unable to oppose, his attention upwards. This entity nearing his friend, his trembling gaze. That animal opening his eyes, determination from him.

Pulling out a bomb, specially making this one. Charging at the enemy, leaping high. Ripping it apart, setting it off.

"Fernandez!!!" Valor screaming out.

An enormous explosion, this heavy impact. The crumbling bridge, that falling deity. Crashing down below, the staggering impact.

Not expecting this, rising to his knee. Streaming blood, gathering his surroundings. His attention above, his serious gaze.

A desperate move, an animal wounding him. These frustrating feelings, shortly standing up. His vision towards the rest, Valor on his feet.

His head hanging low, fury swelling at his depths. His intensifying icy aura, freezing the area. Walking forward, gripping his katana. Slightly looking ahead, glaring at the god.

"Are you satisfied? Let me tell you something. Fernandez, he did not have a family, we gave him one. Ever since...he had always been trying to repay us. This was not an ending he deserved..."

"Perhaps not, but he as well has committed too many sins."

"Not one of us is without countless sins, yet that is what defines us. When I am finished with you, you will be begging at my feet." Valor's cold voice.

A valuable friend, their close bond. Years with each other, happiness and sadness. Appreciating one another, relishing in bliss.

Trouble at times, fineness with it. Those holidays, sleeping in on peaceful days, planning adventures. An animal defending them, bringing joy into their lives.

This unacceptable outcome, rage boiling in the deity. One once supreme, giving it up. Choosing his old friend, that decision leading to many others.

His slight steps, vanishing from his spot. Appearing in front of the god, his katana against Ugo's blade. Chilling frost, crushing ice. That foe resisting this, pushing against the entity ahead of him.

"Valor, you committed sins just as bad as that woman. You willingly knew the risk in following her, of the threat she was. You could have ended all of this." His serious eyes.

"Maybe I could have. Though, I would do so again in a heartbeat. Even if I fall, she will always perform a miracle..."

"A miracle huh, that will be kind of hard, since I killed her." Faintly smiling.