Ten years Later...

It had been ten brutal, relentless, blood-soaked years.

Ten years of hunting monsters across ruined continents. Ten years of watching cities rise from ashes only to be destroyed again beneath monster tides. Ten years of searching ancient ruins buried beneath oceans, deserts, frozen wastelands, and collapsed civilizations just to locate the hidden anchor points tied to Earth’s Veil.

And now, it was finally over.

Grace stood silently high above the clouds, her black robes shifting gently in the cold winds while the stars stretched endlessly around her. Beneath her, the shattered remains of Altan X City glowed faintly with residual spiritual energy after one of the most devastating battles fought in the last few years.

A translucent screen floated before her.

[Mission Complete.]

[Final Anchor Site Secured.]

[All 108 Veil Anchor Points Confirmed Stable.]

Then came the line she had waited ten long years to hear.

[Earth Veil Restoration Sequence Ready.]

2025’s voice echoed softly around her, calm and almost emotional.

[Congratulations, Host.]

Far below, the battle was finally ending.

The ruined city still burned in several places, smoke and spiritual energy rising together into the dark sky. Entire districts had been erased during the fifteen-hour battle, leaving behind massive craters and fractured landscapes where monstrous creatures had once rampaged.

The Class 23 Shadow Beast was dead. So were the five Class 21–24 monster beasts that had nearly destroyed the entire region. Their corpses lay scattered across the city ruins like fallen mountains.

And standing amidst all that destruction was Davian.

Even after fighting for fifteen straight hours, his massive blade still rested casually across his shoulder while spiritual blood dripped from the weapon’s edge. His dark armor was cracked in several places, and the pressure radiating from his body alone was enough to make lower-ranked warriors struggle to breathe.

Around him, the two elite warrior teams moved through the battlefield, already beginning the spirit stone collection.

Grace watched everything quietly.

Over the past decade, humanity - and those who fought beside it - had changed beyond recognition. The weak had died long ago. The survivors had evolved. Earth’s warriors no longer resembled the terrified people who once hid behind collapsing walls while praying for survival. Now entire squads fought Class 15 and 16 monsters head-on. Kingdoms had risen from the ruins of nations. New cities protected by barriers and spirit formations stood where old civilizations once crumbled.

And the Elite Warriors, they had become legends.

Davian alone now stood at the peak of the Supreme Warrior Realm, only two step beneath Grace herself. Rune had reached the same level years ago, though his growth after merging fully with the jade realm had made him something even more terrifying in battle.

Even Dr. Kian, who once stood far from the battlefield, had evolved into one of humanity’s greatest minds and healers, creating methods to stabilize corrupted energy and prolong survival in infected zones.

But Grace, she still stood above everyone else.

Two years ago, during the restoration of the seventy-second anchor core beneath the submerged ruins of Old Wonders, she had broken through once again to Divine Ascendant.

A realm/rank so impossibly high that even the ancient records had barely described it properly. A being connected directly to the Cosmic Source itself. A being capable of touching fate, resetting worlds, and altering reality.

Even now, as she stood above the planet, the universe itself seemed to bend faintly around her existence. The stars responded to her presence. Space rippled subtly around her body like reality itself acknowledged her authority.

And tonight, she would finally heal Earth.

Below her, Davian finally looked upward. Even from thousands of meters away, their eyes met instantly.

He knew.

The battle had ended, and the time had come.

Slowly, Grace lifted one hand and the world reacted immediately. Across the entire planet, all 108 anchor points awakened simultaneously - deep beneath mountains, within ancient temples, under ruined oceans, inside forgotten cities.

The repaired cores began glowing one after another, then all at once. Golden light erupted across Earth like stars igniting beneath the surface of the world.

Every single person on the planet looked up. The sky changed. Massive streams of energy began rising from the anchor sites, crossing continents and oceans as they surged toward the heavens. From space itself, Earth looked like it had become wrapped in golden veins of light.

2025’s voice echoed again.

[Beginning Veil Restoration Sequence.]

Grace closed her eyes and reached outward, not physically but spiritually and cosmically.

The moment she touched the cosmic source, the universe answered. A wave of incomprehensible energy descended through her body, so immense that space around her cracked faintly under its pressure. Galaxies seemed to flicker within her eyes when she opened them again.

Then Grace raised both hands toward the sky, and the stars moved.

Far beyond Earth’s atmosphere, cosmic energy gathered from the surrounding void. Streams of celestial light crossed through space itself before descending toward the planet like divine rivers.

Every anchor point responded instantly and the repaired cores pulsed brighter, louder, and stronger.

The broken Veil surrounding Earth slowly began appearing across the sky - visible for the first time in thousands of years.

At first, it looked fractured. Shattered. Like broken glass spread across the heavens. Dark cracks stretched endlessly above the planet where monsters had once entered through ruptures in reality itself.

And then, Grace spoke. Her voice wasn’t loud, but the entire world heard it.

"Heal."

The command carried divine authority and the universe obeyed. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

The Veil began repairing itself. The cracks across the sky glowed gold before slowly stitching back together one by one. Massive ruptures that once stretched across entire continents closed beneath overwhelming celestial power.

The heavens trembled, oceans roared, mountains shook, and countless monsters across Earth suddenly screamed in terror as the corrupted energy feeding them began disappearing. Some collapsed instantly. Others fled wildly as the world itself rejected them.

Humanity watched in stunned silence. Entire cities stood frozen beneath glowing skies as Earth’s ancient protection returned.

And Grace, she floated above it all like a divine being descended from myth itself. Her hair drifted weightlessly around her while golden cosmic light surrounded her body in endless streams. Behind her, massive celestial formations unfolded across the sky, larger than continents themselves.

As the final rupture closed,suddenly the world became quiet. There were no monster screams, no ruptures in the sky, and no corruption leaking through reality. Instead, there was only silence. A beautiful silence.

A complete golden barrier slowly spread across the planet, wrapping Earth in shimmering celestial light before fading gently into invisibility.

The Veil... had been restored.

For several seconds, nobody moved. Nobody spoke. Because the goosebump-inducing realization slowly settled across the entire planet at once-

The apocalypse... was over.