Lost In Fatal Existence

They had returned to Fatal Existence—but their world was no longer the same.

The land was scorched and broken. Flames ravaged the once-thriving cities, leaving only charred remnants of what had been. The sky was filled with smoke and ash, as if the very air itself mourned the ruin below.

Ryuta and Skyler stood at the edge of their fallen world, their hearts heavy with guilt. The consequences of their battle with the Deity of Life were clear: the world they knew was gone.

The fight had been necessary, but the price had been steep.

"This... this is what we've done," Skyler whispered, his voice trembling.

Ryuta's chest tightened, his eyes scanning the destruction around him. "We fought. And this is the cost."

The reality of their situation settled in. The world was dying, and it was up to them to find a way to save what remained—if it wasn't already too late.

For now, all they could do was keep moving forward.

Ryuta, Skyler, Cain, Alexia, Roy, Merlin, Parker, and Zhen moved in unison, their collective footsteps echoing through the desolate world. The ground beneath them was cracked and scarred, smoke swirling in the air as if the planet itself was still reeling from the battle they had just fought. There were no more familiar sights, no welcoming towns or bustling landscapes. The world had crumbled under the weight of their conflict with the Deity of Life.

Alexia walked beside Ryuta, her eyes scanning the devastation. Her usually calm demeanor was cracked, her brow furrowed in worry. "This... this is more than I expected," she said, her voice tinged with disbelief. "How could something like this happen?"

Ryuta didn't have an answer. His chest tightened at the sight of what they had done, but the only thing he could do was keep moving. "We have to find out if there's anything left to save."

Roy, ever the optimist, gave a small nod. "It's not too late. We can fix this. We just need to find a way."

"We'll try," Zhen added quietly, his usual exuberance dimmed by the weight of their situation. "We can't just leave things like this."

Merlin looked up at the sky, her usually sharp eyes now softened with sorrow. "We can't undo the damage, but we still have each other. We need to make sure that counts."

Parker glanced at the others, his usual bravado replaced by something more determined. "Let's stick together. We'll get through this."

They moved on, pushing through the ruinous land, each step seeming to sink deeper into the weight of their guilt and responsibility. They weren't just fighting for survival anymore. They were fighting for redemption—for a chance to restore what they had broken.

After what felt like hours of walking, the distant sound of crackling fire reached their ears, the flickering light of a small, yet bright flame cutting through the darkness. They approached cautiously, finding a small group of survivors huddled around the fire. The faces were unfamiliar, but their weary expressions told a story of desperation and loss.

"Are you... the ones who did this?" one of the survivors asked, their voice trembling as they took in the group's worn-out appearance.

Ryuta took a deep breath, his voice steady but regretful. "Yes. We were part of the battle that led to this. But we're here to try and fix what we've broken. We won't stop until we do."

The survivor's eyes softened, and they nodded. "Then... help us. Help us rebuild."

And that was all Ryuta needed to hear. The path forward was unclear, and the odds were stacked against them, but they had each other—and that was enough.

Together, they would find a way to heal this broken world.