The multiverse had finally settled, the chaotic ripples of Aeon’s schemes and the Catalyst’s dark power fading into memory. Kael stood on the edge of a cliff, overlooking a serene valley. The skies were clear, painted with hues of gold and amber, as though the very fabric of the world was rejoicing in its newfound peace.

  Kael’s journey had come to an end, yet a strange emptiness lingered within him. He had fought for countless lifetimes, faced enemies of unimaginable power, and defied fate itself. Now, with the multiverse stabilized and the cycle of reincarnation broken, he was free. But freedom came with a price—one he hadn’t yet fully understood.

  Behind him, Lyra stood in a simple dress, the radiant Blade of Eternity now absent from her side. Her expression was calm, but her eyes carried a bittersweet glimmer. “You’re really leaving, aren’t you?”

  Kael turned to her, a small smile playing on his lips. “I’ve been given a second chance. After everything, I think it’s time for me to live a normal life... or at least try to.”

  Lyra nodded, stepping closer to him. “You’ve earned it, Kael. More than anyone I’ve ever known.” She paused, her gaze drifting to the horizon. “But it won’t be the same without you here.”

  Kael placed a hand on her shoulder, his expression soft but resolute. “Lyra, you’ve been my strength through all of this. You’ve always believed in me, even when I doubted myself. You deserve peace too.”

  She smiled faintly, her eyes misting. “I’ve found my peace.” Her hand rested gently on her abdomen, a gesture that made Kael’s heart tighten with both joy and an unspoken ache.

  “You and Thalorn...” Kael began, his voice trailing off as he watched her expression shift into something tender.

  “Yes,” she said softly. “We’ve decided to stay here. This world feels... right. It’s a place where we can build something new. Something beautiful.”

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  Kael’s mind flickered with memories of Thalorn, the enigmatic warrior who had trained him in Elderwood. Their bond had been forged in fire and trials, but it was clear now that Thalorn had found his own purpose beyond the battlefield.

  “You’ll be a great mother,” Kael said, his voice thick with emotion. “And Thalorn will make an incredible father.”

  Lyra chuckled lightly, wiping away a stray tear. “We’ll try our best. But Kael...” She stepped closer, her tone growing serious. “Promise me you’ll find your own happiness too. Don’t let all the pain you’ve endured define you. You deserve a life that’s yours.”

  Kael nodded, the weight of her words settling in his heart. “I’ll try. I don’t know what Earth has in store for me, but... I’ll make the most of it.”

  They stood in silence for a moment, the breeze carrying with it the scent of wildflowers. Kael knew this was goodbye—not just to Lyra, but to an entire chapter of his existence. He had fought for this peace, and now it was time to step away and let others carry the torch.

  “Take care of yourself, Lyra,” he said finally, stepping back. “And take care of your family.”

  “I will,” she replied, her voice steady despite the tears in her eyes. “Goodbye, Kael.”

  With a final nod, Kael activated the shimmering portal that had been prepared for his journey back to Earth. The energies swirled around him, and in an instant, the world of the multiverse faded from view.

  Kael opened his eyes to find himself standing in a bustling city street. Cars honked in the distance, and the air was filled with the chatter of everyday life. For a moment, he felt disoriented, the sheer normalcy of it all almost overwhelming.

  Earth.

  He was back.

  His clothes were simple, and his powers—those incredible abilities that had defined him for so long—were gone. He was an ordinary man once more, free from the burdens of being a cosmic anomaly.

  Kael walked through the city, his steps purposeful yet unhurried. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the pavement. As he passed a park, he paused, watching children laugh and play, their joy infectious. A faint smile tugged at his lips.

  For the first time in countless lifetimes, he felt a glimmer of hope. He wasn’t a hero anymore, nor was he a god. He was just Kael—a man with a second chance.

  And as he walked into the fading light of the day, he carried with him the memories of all he had fought for, all he had lost, and all he had found.

  This was his new beginning. His origin.