The air shattered.
The platform beneath them trembled as the Keepers attacked. Golden chains, pulsing with fate-bound magic, lashed out toward Reinhardt, Selene, and Varian.
Reinhardt moved first. His blade met the chains mid-air, sparks of raw power erupting from the clash. But the Keepers were not warriors. They were something greater.
Their power wasn't just strength—it was reality itself.
Selene wove through the assault, her magic bending the laws of space, distorting the battlefield in her favor. Varian, for all his arrogance, fought with precise, effortless skill—his very presence defying the fate the Keepers sought to enforce.
But they were still outmatched.
For every strike Reinhardt landed, the Keepers did not falter. They were endless, unchanging.
Because they were fate.
Because the world demanded order.
And Reinhardt—was the last mistake it had failed to erase.
The lead Keeper finally raised his hand.
The battlefield froze.
Time itself stopped.
Reinhardt found himself unable to move, the weight of a thousand futures crashing down on him.
The Keeper stepped forward, towering over him. "There is no ending but the one written."
A golden blade formed in his hand.
This was it.
This was where Reinhardt would be erased.
But then—Selene moved.
She shouldn't have been able to. The chains of fate bound everything in place. But Selene was never meant to exist in this moment.
And that made her the only one free to act.
With one final whisper of magic, she did the impossible.
She shattered the bindings of fate.
Time lurched forward.
Reinhardt's body was freed—just as he drove his sword through the Keeper's chest.
For the first time, a Keeper fell.
And reality broke apart.
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The Aftermath.
When the world settled, the Keepers were gone.
The battlefield no longer existed. They stood upon real ground now—on the same land where their journey had begun. But the sky was different. The air was different.
Because for the first time in history—
Fate no longer had a master.
Varian chuckled, wiping dust from his hands. "Well. That was unexpected."
Reinhardt looked to Selene, who met his gaze with a tired smirk. She had rewritten the rules of the world.
She stepped closer, voice softer now. "What do we do now?"
Reinhardt sheathed his sword.
"We live."
And for the first time—his future was truly his own.
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The End.