The cracks in the seal were widening.
No longer were they mere signs—fragments of a Titan's form had begun to emerge into reality.Through the fractured sky, an immense silhouette shifted, writhing at the boundary between dimensions.
"That's…"
Reina gripped her sword tighter, murmuring under her breath.What she saw was the remnant of a colossal Titan—not fully awakened, but thrashing between reality and the dimensional veil.
Lee Do-hyeon clenched his fist as he watched.
"We're running out of time."
The gods had begun to move.
The hardline deities of Elysium could no longer remain still.They descended from their temples, intervening directly.
Across Elysium, agents of the gods rushed to seal the fissures,but they were already too late.
The presence of the Titan was not merely a threat—it was a force that shook the very fabric of the world.
"This place is about to become a battlefield,"Do-hyeon said, turning his gaze.
Before him loomed the temple of the gods of Elysium.
The time for reckoning was drawing near.
The Vanishing Gods and the Broken Cycle
The Titan's influence went beyond physical destruction—it was threatening the very essence of the gods.
Some of the strongest deities weakened;others simply vanished without a trace.
Yet this disappearance was no natural phenomenon.
When a god fades, their essence should flow back into the cycle,to be reborn as a new god.
This was the law of Elysium—the cycle of divinity.
But now—
The power of the vanished gods wasn't returning.The flow had been blocked somewhere.
None realized this truth.
None, except for one—Yerebos.
Even through the clouded visions of the future,he could feel where the power of the vanished gods was going—flowing elsewhere.
But to whom?Who was absorbing it?
And why was that power being gathered?
The Last Rebel, Yerebos Moves
Among the temples of Elysium stood the Golden Citadel.
It was the first temple Yerebos had ever built—the center of order for ages.
But now, a foreboding aura filled it.
The divine power once spread across Elysium was dimming,and more gods had disappeared entirely.
"The rebirth of gods has halted.This is no natural phenomenon."
It was true that the weakening seal of the Titans had lessened divine power.But the power of the vanished gods had not merely dissipated.
It had gone somewhere.
Yerebos had been silent for a long time.
Unlike the other gods,he did not need mortal worship to sustain his power.
He was the one who forged orderand reigned as an absolute being even among gods.
But now,even around him, the flow of divinity had shifted.
"Order must be preserved.But the current order can no longer hold this world together."
Yerebos had once led the gods to crush the Titans.He had forged a new order.
That order had endured for ages.
But now—even that order was fracturing.
What, then, should he do?
He made his choice.
"The age of gods must end.I will create an order that needs no gods."
Yerebos understood that gods, Titans, and humans could not truly coexist.
There was only one conclusion.
"I will forge a new order.This world needs no gods, no Titans, no humans."
He revealed this plan to no one.
It was not yet time.
Yerebos seemed unmoving.
But he was already absorbing the scattered divine power.
The gods did not know.But piece by piece—Yerebos was becoming the sole absolute.
The gods focused on preventing the Titans' revival.
Some began to fear humanity—especially Lee Do-hyeon and Reina.
"They are dangerous.We must stop them before they grow stronger."
The gods whose strength stemmed from faith feared human potential most of all.
But Yerebos did nothing to stop them.He even allowed the divisions between the gods to deepen.
He knew.He wanted it that way.
Yerebos did not move.
Yet he was already gathering all divine power to himself.
The schism among the gods grew sharper:
Gods who sought to stop the Titans' return.
Gods who feared humanity.
And Yerebos—quietly drawing in all their strength.
One thing was certain.
The final war of Elysium was coming.
But it would not simply be Titans against gods.
The world was already being rewoven around Yerebos.
The age of gods and humans was ending.
Only one god intended to remain.
"I will forge the final order.Will you follow it—or will you vanish?"
Yerebos was still a god.
But now, he was becoming something that needed not even that title.
Soon—
he would be the last god.
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Chapter : The Hidden Truth and the War to Come
The skies over Elysium darkened.The gods themselves had begun to intervene.
They moved to reassert control over mortals.But the shadow of Yerebos was already weaving between them, subtle and unseen.
The harder the gods fought, the more they realized the truth—they were weakening.Their divine power waned, their authority faltered, and some gods simply faded from existence.
And in that chaos, Yerebos grew stronger.He struck in the gaps between warring gods, quietly siphoning their power.
Yet in Lee Do-hyeon and Reina's domain, the battle took a different shape.
They stood against the gods, not to destroy, but to restore order.Reina's Seven Sword Dance deflected the divine strikes flying from the Temple of Light.Do-hyeon read the flow, parrying the force of divinity and countering.
"Do not mistake us for mere rebels against the gods," Do-hyeon declared calmly."We fight only to reclaim what was lost."
Some gods acknowledged their strength and withdrew.But the hardliners refused to relent.
And as the gods clashed, more and more of them found their power slipping into Yerebos's hands.
A new war engulfed all of Elysium.
Followers of the gods—They fought to preserve the divine order, growing more fanatical as their gods weakened.
"In the name of the gods, judge those who have betrayed divinity!"
Those tainted by Titans—They sought a rawer, older power.Those who had absorbed Titan fragments grew stronger still, openly rejecting the divine order.
"We don't need gods. We return to primal power!"
The two factions clashed, turning the very ground of Elysium into a battlefield.Temples became fortresses, and mortals, too, were drawn into the storm, forced to fight simply to survive.
Amid the chaos, Lee Do-hyeon and Reina found their own path.They weren't tools of gods or Titans—they fought to create something new.
As the war spiraled into endless confusion, some gods realized they could no longer wait.
Gods who sided with humanity—They willingly relinquished fragments of their power, choosing to stand beside mortals.
"We can't allow ourselves to be Yerebos's pawns any longer.We must join hands with humanity."
Gods who began to doubt Yerebos—They finally sensed how dangerously strong he had become.But by then, it was already too late.
And so, a fragile alliance formed: gods, mortals, and warriors joining forces to stop the Last Rebel.
But Yerebos already knew.And his plan was nearly complete.
Yerebos was consuming the power of the gods entirely.
He was no longer merely a god.He was something else—something made from the remnants of all gods.
"I have watched from beginning to end," he whispered."I understand the flow of this entire world."
He sought to become the one true god.Feeding on the powers of the divine, he was becoming an existence that no longer required faith at all.
And at that moment, the laws of Elysium began to tremble.
The authority of the gods fractured.The remaining gods grew weaker still.
This was no mere shift of power—it was the very concept of godhood being rewritten.
Do-hyeon and Reina witnessed it and understood.
"Yerebos isn't just a god anymore," Do-hyeon said."He's trying to transcend even that."
But there was still hope.
Yerebos was not yet stable.His power was so vast that even he could not fully control it.
Do-hyeon clenched his fist.
"It's not over."
He read the currents, preparing for the final fight.
The Final End — Humanity's Potential Surpasses Gods and Titans
The sky of Elysium hung heavy.The war raged on, with gods, mortals, and the remnants of Titans tangled together.
But now, only one purpose remained.
Yerebos.
If he wasn't stopped, everything would end.
The Last Choice of the Remaining Gods
Many gods had lost their power in the war; others had faded entirely.
But the ones who survived turned their last strength toward Do-hyeon and Reina, opening a path.
"This is all we can do.""You will face Yerebos in our stead."
Light and shadow intertwined.
At the center stood Yerebos.
Do-hyeon and Reina took the gods' strength and moved toward him.
But when they arrived—they found something far beyond anything they expected.
The skies of Elysium split apart.
The order that had lasted millennia shattered,and through the cracks, an immense form began to emerge.
Yerebos did not waver.
He already knew.
"I have seen every future."
He knew that mortals would one day replace the gods.He rejected that future.He sacrificed everything to hold on to the divine order, to destroy the Titans.
But now, he realized his order was crumbling too.
And…
His greatest mistake was Lee Do-hyeon and Reina.
The cracks deepened.The Titans stirred.
A rift split open, and the colossal shape of a Titan reached across dimensions.Its hand stretched toward Yerebos.
Yerebos drew up the last of his divine power to hold it back.
But he could feel it—his strength was failing.
The gods had vanished.Even the power he had absorbed from them was beginning to crumble.
Then, Do-hyeon heard it—a voice, a whisper he recognized.
"I will give you the power to defeat Yerebos."
The Titan offered.It wasn't temptation—it was a claim.The Titan wasn't merely lending power; it sought to make Do-hyeon its new champion.
Do-hyeon clenched his fist.
If he accepted, he could strike down Yerebos now.
But Yerebos looked at him and spoke.
"So… will you cast off the gods, only to kneel to the Titans?"
Those words pierced him, and Do-hyeon understood.
Gods and Titans were the same.
The gods built order to protect their world.The Titans moved to restore the primal one.
But Do-hyeon wanted neither.
He wanted something new.
He raised his sword.
Mana and Naegong flowed together from his body.It was something new—something never before seen in this world.
"I am neither god nor Titan," he said."I walk only the path I choose."
From his blade surged a power that blended creation and void.
Naegong resembled Titan force.Arcane magic mirrored divine magic.But he was neither.
He swung his blade.
And with that strike—
The Titan's hand was severed.Yerebos's form cracked.
Lee Do-hyeon, neither god nor Titan, stood in the one place where he could bring them both down.
Yerebos knelt.
For the first time, he could not see the future.
His greatest fear had come true.
He had sacrificed everything for order,but the result was the end of the gods—and the birth of something new.
"Was I on the wrong path all along?"
The light of divinity faded from him.
And then, Yerebos gathered the last of his power and whispered—
"Then I will bring everything down with me."
As his body ignited, ready to detonate—
Reina stood in his path.
Do-hyeon reached for her.But she smiled faintly and swung her sword.
The Seven Sword Dance exploded outward.
Her blades became the fulcrum holding the collapse at bay.
"This choice… should belong to someone like me."
"Reina! No!" Do-hyeon shouted.
But she only smiled again—
and poured everything she had into her sword.
Each strike of the Seven Sword Dance shone with her form—and with that, she tore apart the last of Yerebos's divinity.
Light engulfed her.
Do-hyeon's hand reached,but she was already fading.
"Lee Do-hyeon… open the new era."
Her voice brushed past him, her final words.
Yerebos was gone.The Titans were sealed again.
And the gods…
Their age was over.
Elysium no longer needed gods.A new age—one shaped by humans—had begun.
Do-hyeon looked up at the sky.There were no more shadows of gods above.
But what remained was her absence.
Reina became a legend.
In time, some believed she had become a new god.But no one knew the truth.
Lee Do-hyeon did not become a god.
He remained the man who had offered a new possibility.
And now, in a world with no gods and no Titans—
He would walk the path he chose.
And thus, the new age began.