As the survivors gather at the sky temple, a sense of anticipation and tension fills the air. Representatives from the realms of demons, angels, and humans begin to arrive, each accompanied by their own entourage and guards. The atmosphere is a mix of curiosity, skepticism, and a glimmer of hope.
Eve, Seraphina, and Kai stand at the forefront, ready to welcome the visitors and guide them through the proceedings. They wear expressions of determination and resilience, knowing the weight of the task before them.
One by one, the representatives enter the sky temple, their eyes scanning the surroundings, gauging the intentions of their former enemies. The demons, with their imposing figures and fierce countenances, exude an air of power and dominance. The angels, adorned in ethereal attire and radiating a sense of serenity, bring an aura of grace and wisdom. The humans, scarred but unyielding, represent the resilience of their kind.
But unexpectedly all of them seem to be arguing one another over past grudges.
As the arguments continue to escalate, tension fills the air within the Sky Temple. The voices of Satan, Aruru, and Black clash, each filled with anger, grief, and a desire for vengeance. Their words echo through the chamber, intertwining in a chaotic symphony of discord.
Satan, his eyes burning with fury, directs his gaze towards Eve. "You took my son from me, Eve. He was a promising young demon, and you mercilessly ended his life. Why should I not repay the favor and end yours?"
Aruru, her angelic presence juxtaposed with an air of sorrow, steps forward. "And what about the countless innocent angels that fell at the hands of your demons? Their lives extinguished in the name of your cause. How can we forgive such acts?"
Black, his voice cutting through the heated exchange, shouts, "I despise all of you! Demons, angels, you drove humanity to the brink of extinction. I will never forgive you for the suffering you inflicted upon us!"
Eve attempts to interject, her voice drowned out by the cacophony of anger and resentment. Her pleas for unity go unheard amidst the chaos unfolding before her. But then, in a sudden burst of frustration, Black silences the room with his command.
"SHUT UP!"
All eyes turn to Black, their anger shifting to surprise. He takes a moment to collect himself before addressing the gathering once more, his tone filled with determination.
"It doesn't matter what justifications we cling to for the deaths and losses on both sides. We were engaged in the Eternal War, a war where survival necessitates killing. But what I don't understand is this: Did any of you expect something different?"
He pauses, allowing his words to sink in, before continuing.
"We all know the brutality of war, the sacrifices it demands. But we also know the pride that warriors hold, the bonds that form among comrades. It is true that those who break the code of a warrior scum, but those who abandon their comrades are worse than scum and we all have comrades, friends and families we need to protect, to do that, we need to work together..."
He looks at each leader, his gaze unwavering.
"If we don't want more lives to be lost, we must set aside our differences and work together to end this war. Whether we like it or not, our survival depends on it. We can't let our pride blind us to the possibility of peace."
The room falls silent, the weight of Black's words hanging in the air. Slowly, the anger and hostility begin to dissipate, replaced by a flicker of understanding. The leaders look at each other, their expressions softening as they contemplate the truth in Black's words.
Eve takes this opportunity to speak, her voice carrying a mix of hope and determination. "We have suffered long enough, lost too much. It is time to break the cycle of hatred and seek a new path forward. Together, we can create a future where peace and cooperation prevail."
As the echoes of their arguments fade away, a sense of unease lingers, but so does a glimmer of hope. The leaders, though still harboring their grievances, recognize the necessity of setting aside their differences for the greater good.
The room slowly transforms into a space for unity and negotiation, as the leaders begin to discuss ways to forge an alliance and bring an end to the eternal conflict. It is a challenging process, filled with compromises, distrust, and the painful acknowledgment of past atrocities. But amidst it all, a fragile sense of unity begins to take shape.
And so, the survivors strive forward, their shared desire for peace serving as a guiding light. They navigate the treacherous path of reconciliation, acknowledging their past wrongs while embracing the hope of a brighter future. It is a journey that will test their resolve.
As Eve gazes out over the balcony, her eyes widen at the sight of the gathered survivors. The numbers before her paint a picture of the resilience and determination of those who have endured the horrors of the Eternal War.
Eve's voice carries a mix of awe and hope as she addresses Seraphina, Kai, and the leaders of the three races standing beside her. "Look at them, Seraphina, Kai. These are the survivors, those who are willing to fight for a better future, despite the immense hardships they have faced."
The air crackled with tension as the different races clashed, fueled by their deep-seated grievances.
Human: "I understand that we used to be enemies, but I'll still don't trust them."
Demon: "You humans! Frankly, I just want to exterminate all of you!"
Angel: "You people are nothing more than lesser beings."
Human: "You angels are nothing but arrogant scumbags who believe they're superior!"
As the violence escalated, Black approached Eve, realizing that trust would take time to rebuild.
Black: "We've been enemies for ages. It's unrealistic to expect them to trust each other in a day."
Eve's eyes blazed with determination as she raised her hand, shooting a beam of light into the sky. Gradually, the clashes subsided as everyone turned their attention to her, anticipation in their eyes.
Eve: "In the name of survival and the prosperity of our realms, warriors have fought and wounded each other for centuries. From the first Eternal War to the conflicts that followed."
A sense of weariness and bitterness hung in the air as Eve's words resonated among the warriors.
Eve: "Once, I too harbored hatred and desired the destruction of both realms. But then, a single angel intervened."
Painful memories flooded Eve's mind, her expression clouded by sorrow.
Eve: "She wept for me, her supposed enemy. Despite our battles, she called me her friend."
Eve: "She saved me. We fought on different sides, but we were both Edens."
Her countenance transformed, becoming resolute and unwavering.
Eve: "Those who have shared the same pain cannot harbor hate for each other."
Eve: "In this moment, there are no enemies before me, for each of us carries the scars of being hurt."
The warriors hung their heads in remorse and shame, recognizing the futility of their animosity.
Eve: "The Underworld, the Celestial world, the Human world—all of our lands are no more."
Heads began to rise, eyes shining with renewed determination.
Eve: "Now, there is only one identity we share...Warriors!"
Eve: "If you cannot yet forgive one another, then face me once this war is over!"
Every gaze turned toward Eve, their determination burning bright.
Eve: "The enemy's plan is to resurrect Azathoth, a threat that would spell the end for our worlds."
Eve: "I yearn to protect all our realms!"
Eve: "So I beseech all of you, lend me your strength in this fight!"
The warriors erupted in cheers, their voices mingling with heartfelt apologies and reconciliations between races. The rifts that had divided them for far too long began to mend.
Eve: "To all those who seek to end this War, follow me!"
And so, against the backdrop of darkness and tragedy, the warriors engaged in conversation. Amidst the chaos and a chance to transcend their differences and fight together for a shared future.