Chapter 22: The Flame of Choice

Melania stood at the edge, gazing at the ruins left behind after the battle with Astran. His figure had been crushed by the shadows, leaving only charred traces in the air, the echoes of the storm lingering long after. But what came after this chaos was even more terrifying. Eternity was no longer as it had been — it was weakened, overflowing with uncertainty and chaos. Everything they had worked for was starting to crumble under the influence of this new force.

Endar stood beside her, his face heavy as stone. After they had put an end to Astran, the darkness still held them in its grip, and new enemies were already prepared to fill the vacuum. Eternity remained exposed to sinister forces, and Melania felt it in every fiber of her being. Their world had become something unrecognizable, and every choice echoed deeply in the fabric of reality.

“This isn’t over,” Endar said, his voice low like a growl. “They won’t stop. Astran was just the beginning.”

Melania raised her head, her eyes glowing with a cold light. She could no longer allow this chaos to reign. She knew what she had to do. And that choice was as heavy as the stone on her heart. She had to choose a path that would stabilize Eternity, but it might destroy everything they had built. Every step felt like a mistake, and every choice was a curse.

“We have to gather what’s left,” she said. Her voice was firm, though her soul burned with hatred for what they had been through. “We must become true creators, no matter the cost.”

Endar looked at her, his eyes filled with frustration. He didn’t like this idea. He felt that her words hid the very thing he feared most — sacrifices that would turn them into monsters.

“How many more sacrifices do you want?” he asked sharply. “How many more must die for your ideals? How much more must we give to create a new Eternity?”

Melania clenched her teeth, her face pale from the seriousness of her decisions. She knew there was no other way. Eternity needed a new beginning, and for that, she had to become something more than she was.

“I don’t want more sacrifices,” she said, but her words sounded like both a vow and a curse. “But we can’t let it fade away.”

With every word, the air around them grew heavier. All their choices, all their suffering and battles, became part of this new reality. Eternity was in their hands, and those hands still didn’t know how much darkness and pain they would hold.

Meanwhile, far in the depths of the darkness, a new threat began to emerge. The structures of Eternity began to crack like a barely living tree, and something ominous started to move through it. The invisible threads that held it together were weakening, and with every crack, new enemies appeared — those who knew how to exploit the weaknesses.

But the greatest fear of Melania was that her decision would lead to the destruction of the entire reality. She knew that the new Eternity could only become what its creators made of it. And were they ready to sacrifice even more for the sake of stability?

“You can do it, Melania,” Endar whispered. His words were both a threat and a warning, like a verdict. “You know what’s needed. But are you ready to become something you don’t want to be?”

Melania looked into his eyes, and in her gaze was nothing but determination. She was ready. She had to make the choice, even if it meant descending into darkness.

“Yes, I’m ready,” she said with unwavering confidence. “Eternity needs us. And we must become its creators. Even if we are destroyed in the process.”

Her words were not a promise. They were an oath. The choice she made would lead to great devastation and sacrifice, but it would be their final chance. It would be their choice: would they become the heroes, or the tyrants of this new reality? But Eternity could no longer remain as it was.

Melania looked at Endar, and though she knew his heart was filled with doubt, she felt — now they both had to walk together. Only together could they defeat what was coming. And only together could they preserve Eternity.

The choice had been made.

But what price would be paid for this choice?