Months later, the scars of the rift were still visible, but the world was healing. The survivors had come together, forging new alliances and rebuilding what had been lost.
Raith stood on the edge of the Nexus facility, now transformed into a beacon of research and unity. Juno had taken charge of its operations, ensuring that its power was used for restoration and discovery rather than destruction.
"Think she'd be proud?" Juno asked, joining Raith at the railing.
"She'd be more than proud," Raith replied. "She'd remind us that we're not done yet."
Juno smiled faintly. "We'll never be done, will we?"
"No," Raith said, a hint of a smile tugging at his lips. "But that's what makes it worth it."
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the sky in shades of gold and crimson, Raith felt a renewed sense of purpose. The rift had taken so much from them, but it had also taught them what truly mattered.
Together, they would honor Nia's sacrifice and ensure that the mistakes of the past were never repeated. The future was uncertain, but it was theirs to shape.
And this time, they were ready.