As they stepped through the portal, the familiar world of sunlight and greenery greeted them. The weight of their journey, the battles they had fought, and the choices they had made began to settle on their shoulders, but it felt lighter now, as if the burden had been lifted.
Astraea took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of the sun on her face. "We did it."
Orion sheathed his sword, nodding. "We faced the worst parts of ourselves and came out stronger."
Selene's lyre hummed softly, the strings vibrating with a gentle, harmonious tune. "And now we move forward, knowing who we are."
Ikaros spread his arms, feeling the wind on his skin, his eyes reflecting the boundless sky above. "The world is still out there. Our journey isn't over."
They looked at each other, united by the trials they had endured, bound by the choices they had made.
And together, they walked toward the horizon, ready to face whatever the future might hold.