Memory of Heaven:Romance Written By Fate Through Beyond Infinity Time-Chapter 413 The Meeting of Two New Wills — A World Holding Its Breath

Chapter 413 - 413 The Meeting of Two New Wills — A World Holding Its Breath

The sky has turned blue again, but the gaping scars are still visible on the horizon, where the Gate of Erebos was nearly opened. This hard land emanates the aroma of destruction that rises in the air, as if calling back the echoes of history from an era that has not fully passed. Yet today, the entire world holds its breath, as if feeling the heartbeat of the universe uniting.

Because two lights that once extinguished are now shining again.

Rui.

Joanna.

Rui stands on a layer of floating time stones, her body radiating the aura of aspiratum that she has tamed, sparkling with united energy. Around her, the air seems to freeze, dominated by the realities that have failed but now find their place within her.

Joanna, who has risen from the heavenly realm under the care of six angels, now steps cautiously in the field of light formed by her own memories. Although her body is still fragile, each step helps restore her trace in the world she has long left behind.

As they approach, the light around them vibrates gently, like the whisper of an unseen river, weaving their fates with the ancient threads of Omega's power. A formless voice softly whispers in their ears, reminding them of the unbreakable bond despite being separated by time and suffering. It is as if the world itself embraces them in a warm hug, soothing the fears that tear at their souls.

They do not walk towards each other.

They are pulled by something deeper than mere desire, as if the Spiral itself wishes to reunite them. They meet at the central altar of Omega, where the Crystal of Time once stood, where the soft light seems to create an invisible bridge between two souls separated by time.

From the corner of Rui's eye, the sky vibrates with stunning colors, witnessing an extraordinary and powerful spectacle. Joanna feels the mass of energy around her, flowing gently like water filling a basin. In an instant, the aroma of lavender and morning dew revives her sweet memories of children playing in the garden, adding depth to the meeting laden with promises and new hopes.

No first words are spoken. Only eyes gaze into each other, speaking in an unspoken language.

Rui—her eyes filled with unwritten history, full of secrets and longing. Joanna—her eyes radiating love that has transcended denial, sacrifice, and erasure, as if hinting at the long story they wish to share.

Joanna smiles softly, a smile that contains warmth and hope.

"You're back..."

Rui nods slowly, her soul feeling filled again with the long-awaited presence.

"You too," she replies gently, as if acknowledging the return of a lost embrace.

Then they stand still, allowing time to swirl around them without disturbing the sacred tranquility. Amidst the gentle heartbeat, there is a grand resonance—as if the entire universe waits with bated breath, witnessing two souls intertwining once more. Their presence paints the sky with unimaginable colors, inviting the stars to dance, creating a symphony of light that surrounds them in magical harmony.

Joanna steps closer, transforming the distance into warmth flowing between them.

"I... am no longer the Joanna I used to be. Michael is still in my soul. And I... am afraid," she says with a trembling voice, as if the words are a burden long suppressed.

Rui gazes at her own hands, feeling all the doubts and hopes battling within her.

"I am too. Aspiratum lives within me. I can be everything... or lose everything," she replies, her voice carrying the weight of existence intertwined in the fabric of fate.

Joanna slowly touches Rui's chest, feeling her heartbeat struggling in uncertainty.

"But you still beat," she whispers, her eyes full of hope, as if giving strength to the rhythm of their undying hearts. freeweɓnøvel.com

Rui returns the touch, her hand gently caressing Joanna's face, tracing the fine lines that hold the stories of her life journey.

"And you are still warm," she says, her voice soft yet meaningful, as if reviving the faded colors between them.

From the corners of unimaginable dimensions, the heavenly guardians and ancient beings that have hidden since the time of Chronos gaze at them with understanding. They seem to comprehend the beauty that has just been born; the forgotten power begins to resonate in harmony, creating an ecosystem of energy that awakens the memories of neglected times and builds a bridge between the old and the new, connecting every soul that has ever been separated.

At the pinnacle of the towering tree of time, Omega kneels, weaving gratitude and hope in this sacred place.

Beneath the gaping broken mountain, the remnants of the Titan tremble in silence, like faint waves touching the depths of a tremendous historical eruption.

In the space between, the Early Guardians whisper new possibilities, their whispers ringing as precious messages from the past. The gentle voice seems to carry the light of enlightenment, reminding that everything is connected in a beautiful weave, and destiny can be reshaped. It shows that all beings are under one sky, wandering in unity, celebrating their presence in a transforming world.

In the sky above, the light that had dimmed now shines brightly again, flowing with revitalization that radiates hope.

The poets of the world call this meeting:

"The Kiss of the Spiral Rekindled."

Joanna gazes deeply into Rui's eyes, the depth of her gaze reflecting waves of unspoken emotions.

"We are not gods. Not celestial beings. Not even creatures that can be written in any book," she explains, her voice flowing softly yet laden with meaning.

"Then... what are we?" Rui asks gently, confusion and curiosity etched clearly on her face.

Rui answers slowly, as if each word she utters carries the weight of the entire journey they have undergone.

"We are the result of choices that continue to be upheld... even as the world tries to forget them," says Rui in a deep and firm voice, holding Joanna's meaningful gaze.

Joanna closes her eyes, as if feeling the weight of those words, allowing silence to envelop them for a moment.

"If so, let me choose again," she says softly, before taking Rui's hand with tenderness and conviction.

"I choose you," she continues, her voice resonating with deep meaning.

In the center of the magnificent altar, before the golden-hued sky, Rui slowly raises her hand. The spiral of aspiratum appears in the air, sparkling with stunning colors. Joanna adds a heavenly light sourced from Michael into it, creating an extraordinary harmony.

With every backdrop of shining light, the ripples of residual energy dance beautifully around them, grasping the wonder flowing in the invisible grass. As if the shimmering waves of the ocean beneath the moonlight, their presence calls every soul dwelling in the Omega dimension, connecting unexpected points of power and birthing a resonance that defies the laws of nature.

And, from that moment, they form a New Sanctuary—a center of will not built from old laws, but from two fundamental things: The Refusal to be Forgotten, a statement of courage resonating throughout the universe, and The Desire to Remember Again, a drive to delve into the memories that were once lost, as the dominant energy enveloping them transforms into a new power.

The Refusal to be Forgotten, a statement of courage resonating throughout the universe.

The Desire to Remember Again, a drive to delve into the memories that were once lost.

Thus, from that day forward, the entire world records the birth of a new will:

"The Second Desire."

A state that is not forced, but consciously chosen by two souls who have passed through the end and felt the true meaning of life.

It seems that within the vibrations of energy surrounding them, beams of light reflect the echoes of past whispers, filtering memories and hopes into the space they occupy. The clouds of eternity rain upon their bodies, enveloping them like a beautiful cloak woven from fragments of memory of what could have been, in line with the evolution of time and the ever-rolling journey of fate, as if creating a meeting between the ordinary and the extraordinary.

However, behind the seemingly calm sky, in a dimension still hidden from view... something mysterious is watching.

An entity not animated by the Spiral, unidentifiable by the Aspiratum, and transcending the boundaries of time as we know it.

It whispers a sentence that shakes all boundary guardians:

"They have united. Thus, the time to break... has come again."