After so much sacrifice, the romantic story eventually came to an end. Amphoreus found its place in the universe, truly existing at once. Titans are no longer. Crysos heirs became legends. The only thing left is nature.

"Mm."

Castorice stirred from a dreamless sleep. No field of flowers greeted her, only ruins of once a proud civilization. Styxia. Her sister was also waking up just a few steps away. When she slowly pushed herself up, Castorice was startled by a pair of hands assisting her from behind. She flinched and moved away, not because of fear but concern.

"No."

Surprise that borderlined shock was splayed all across her usually composed expression. The maiden, probably a priestess who had just timidly touched her, didn't perish.

"Castorice," Polyxia called.

"And... Hello, I presume you're a priestess?"