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Chapter 69 - Requiem of Restoration

Chapter: 69

The sky above Japan was thundering...

After the chaos of the gates, the screaming of beasts, the shattering of cities, and the cries of countless people, the silence that followed was unbearable.

It was the kind of silence that came only after everything had already been lost.

Entire stretches of Tokyo lay in ruin. And across the entire country

Once proud skyscrapers now leaned like broken teeth against the skyline. Streets were nothing but craters, black smoke coiled from what was left of Shibuya, and the air reeked of dust, blood, and scorched mana.

Renji stood amid the wreckage, his body trembling, not from fear but exhaustion. And the weight of the burden he has to carry His eyes darted across the endless horizon of devastation.. Takeda had fought beside him opening ten black holes simultaneously across the battlefield, swallowing entire hordes of monsters without even moving from his position.

Renji had thought that was the limit of what a human could do.

But now, as he looked at the still-burning sky, something else ...someone else — was coming.

The air shifted.

A heavy vibration rippled through the atmosphere. Renji and takeda felt it first a pulse, deep within his chest, like the beat of a giant's heart.

Hiroto staggered beside him, gripping his blade tightly. "What… what is this mana…?" he muttered, eyes widening.

Takeda's expression hardened. His instincts screamed at him before his mind could catch up.

He knew that mana signature.

It was ancient and Old

And then, everyone saw it.

High above the ruins of Tokyo a man floated, glowing faintly against the gray sky.

His presence alone distorted the air, bending light and space around him. The clouds split open above him as if the heavens themselves bowed to his will.

He was dressed in robes of deep gold and crimson, his long black hair trailing behind like liquid shadow. His eyes glowed softly the color of dawn breaking through endless night.

Takeda whispered under his breath, "That mana… there's no mistake."

He clenched his fists. "That's the Pillar of resurrection."

Renji looked at him in confusion. "Pillar… of resurrection?"

Takeda nodded slowly. "Longwei Tian. The Third Pillar of Humanity. The one who can give life back to the dead."

Renji's eyes widened. "Wait, you mean—he's like you?"

Takeda gave a faint smirk. "Not like me. He's one of us. The other pillars!!

Hiroto's head snapped toward him. "Wait...us?"

But Takeda didn't answer. His gaze was fixed on the man in the sky.

Longwei Tian raised his hands.

The entire country seemed to hold its breath.

The winds stopped. The crackling flames on the ground froze in place. The air itself felt like glass, trembling under the weight of divine power. Then, slowly, he brought his hands together in a single motion ... a clap that rang like thunder across all of Japan.

A shockwave of golden light burst outward.

The sky turned white.

Renji and Hiroto shielded their faces from the blinding brilliance, but Takeda didn't move. He watched, awe burning behind his calm eyes.

Then came the voice , clear, deep, resonant and cutting through the heavens:

> "Requiem of Restoration."

The words echoed like divine law.

And the world began to change.

Golden light poured across the land like an ocean wave. It spread over Tokyo first — seeping into the streets, through the rubble, into the broken buildings.

Everywhere the light touched, time itself reversed.

Then spreading over the entire country

The shattered streets reformed.

Crumbling towers lifted themselves back upright, glass pieces floating up from the ground to fill in shattered windows.

Burned-out vehicles reassembled, the metal untwisting, colors returning.

Then came the impossible part ...

the dead began to rise.

Bodies buried under rubble began to glow faintly. Their skin, once pale and lifeless, filled with color. Eyes opened where there should have been none.

Voices returned cries, gasps, shouts of disbelief.

"—Mom?"

"Where… am I?"

"I thought… I died…"

Everywhere, all across Japan, the same miracle unfolded.

Families reunited in tears. Children hugged parents they had lost hours ago. Hospitals erupted into chaos ... not from tragedy, but from impossible resurrection.

The nation that had fallen into despair was breathing again.

Renji fell to his knees. He couldn't speak.

He had seen Takeda erase armies of monsters, warp space with black holes,

Can I really surpass the pillars

He turned toward Takeda, eyes wide.

"Takeda… this...this is beyond anything I've ever seen. You opened ten black holes at once and I thought nothing could compare but this—he's bringing back the dead!"

Takeda didn't answer right away. His gaze stayed locked on the sky, the reflection of golden light flickering in his eyes.

Hiroto stepped forward, voice trembling. "That's… not magic. That's godhood."

Renji nodded slowly. "Is this… what being a Pillar means?"

Takeda exhaled deeply, his tone low. There's a reason why they call us pillars of humanity

"It means carrying the weight of worlds."

The light continued to spread.

Across Osaka, Kyoto, Nagoya, Sapporo every city ravaged by gates and beasts ... the same thing happened. The destruction reversed. The skies cleared.

Even the lingering rifts in the air the unstable mana fractures were sealed shut as the golden tide passed over them.

Within minutes, the entire country was reborn.

From above, Longwei Tian lowered his hands, his eyes glowing brighter than ever. His voice carried, not loud, but resonant enough to reach every soul below.

- "Life and death are threads of the same tapestry.

What was broken, shall be whole.

What was lost, shall be returned.

In the name of creation — rise once more."

A final pulse of light rippled across the land — and then, silence.

The clouds cleared, and sunlight returned for the first time since the catastrophe began.

In the distance, the news helicopters captured everything — broadcasting it live across the world.

Commentators were shouting into microphones.

"Viewers around the world—what we're seeing right now defies explanation! Japan's cities are… rebuilding themselves! Thousands—no, millions—of casualties are being reversed!"

"Officials confirm: the figure above Tokyo has been identified as Longwei Tian, China's SSS-Rank Hunter -- better known as the Pillar of resurrection!"

The footage showed him descending from the sky, his golden aura dimming to a gentle glow. The world watched as he landed gracefully upon the restored streets of Tokyo.

Takeda stepped forward, meeting him in the middle of the street. The crowd instinctively made way even hunters bowed their heads as both Pillars stood face to face.

"Longwei Tian," Takeda said, his tone even but heavy. "You've outdone yourself."

Bowing his head with tears in his eyes

"Thank-you"

Longwei smiled faintly. "A necessary act, don't you think?"

Takeda crossed his arms. "Restoring an entire country's worth of destruction? That's more than necessary. That's suicide for anyone else."

Longwei chuckled softly. "Fortunately, I am not 'anyone else.'"

The faint amusement in his tone faded as his eyes turned toward the horizon. "Still… this took much from me. Creation always demands equal loss."

Takeda frowned. "You mean your life force?"

Longwei nodded. "A fragment of it, yes. But life is a resource easily spent, if it buys peace for millions."

Renji and Hiroto stood a short distance away, still speechless.

Hiroto leaned closer to Renji, whispering, "I can't even sense where his mana ends… it's endless."

Renji nodded slowly. "He feels like a sun wearing a human shape."

Bureau agents and elite hunters soon arrived — forming a perimeter, weapons lowered but eyes sharp. None dared approach without permission.

Finally, one of them a man in a black coat with silver stripes . stepped forward, bowing slightly.

"Excuse me… sir," he began carefully, his voice trembling. "We mean no disrespect, but… who are you?"

Longwei turned toward him, his golden eyes soft but piercing.

"I am Longwei Tian," he said. "Third of the Eight Pillars. The Pillar of Resurrection."

Gasps echoed through the crowd.

"The Eight Pillars…" a young child whispered. They really do exist

Takeda placed a hand on the child shoulder. "You're looking at one of them."

The child's eyes widened as he turned toward Takeda. "Wait—are you saying you—?!"

Takeda gave a small nod. "Japan's Pillar. The Pillar of black holes ."

Each pillar had a key trait that made them selves different from one another...

Longwei smiled faintly. "Still walking your own path of balance, I see."

Takeda shrugged lightly. "Trying to. Someone has to watch over the darkness when the light gets too bright."

Longwei chuckled softly. "And someone has to restore what your darkness consumes."

The two Pillars shared a brief moment of quiet understanding not rivalry, not challenge but mutual respect born of power and burden.

"Why did you come?" Takeda finally asked. "This isn't your domain."

Longwei looked toward the city, his expression thoughtful. "A personal debt."

Takeda frowned. "Debt?"

Longwei's eyes softened. "Years ago, during the first dimensional collapse in Beijing — you saved my sister. You didn't know who she was, but you saved her from certain death that even I couldn't save her from ... I never forgot."

Takeda blinked, a rare moment of surprise flickering across his face. "That girl… that was your sister?"

Longwei nodded. "Yes. And this"he gestured toward the shining city"is my repayment."

Takeda smiled faintly. "You always did take repayment too seriously."

"Perhaps." Longwei's voice lowered. "But debts between Pillars are not forgotten."

Renji and Hiroto watched from a distance, still stunned.

Renji whispered, "To think there are other Pillars with this level of power maybe I don't have to carry this burden alone ."

Hiroto exhaled slowly. "And this is what they can do. Takeda manipulates voids… and Longwei brings life from nothing. Just what are they?"

Renji didn't answer. His hands trembled slightly. "Whatever they are… they're beyond anything we can imagine."

A sudden gust of wind blew across the restored city as Longwei turned to leave. His body began to lift slowly from the ground again, faint golden trails swirling around his form.

Takeda called out, "Leaving already?"

Longwei smiled over his shoulder. "Creation is not meant to linger. My purpose here is done."

Takeda's tone softened. "You know this will shake the world, right? The other nations will demand answers."

"They can demand all they want," Longwei replied. "I came to restore life, not politics."

Takeda smirked. "Still the same as ever."

Longwei's eyes glowed briefly as he looked toward the horizon. His voice dropped to a near whisper.

"The cracks are widening again. Even this restoration will not hold forever."

Takeda's expression darkened. "i know"

"Yes," Longwei interrupted gently. "Something stirs beyond the veil.

He looked down one last time.

"Prepare yourself, Takeda. The world will soon need every Pillar."

And with that, his body dissolved into golden motes of light, carried upward by the wind. Within seconds, he was gone.

For a long time, no one moved.

Then, slowly, people began to realize the truth they were alive. The world was whole again. The city that had been destroyed hours ago now stood brighter than ever.

Civilians knelt in the streets, crying.

Hunters hugged one another in disbelief.

The Bureau agents lowered their weapons, unsure whether to bow or pray.

Renji finally spoke, his voice quiet. "He really did it. He brought everyone back…"

Takeda turned to him, his gaze distant. "That's what a Pillar is, Renji. Someone who stands for humanity why do u think there are 8 in the entire world "

Renji swallowed hard, looking toward the sky where Longwei had vanished.

"If that's what it means… then how can I ever reach that level?"

Takeda looked at him, a faint smile forming on his lips. "By earning it. One burden at a time."

As the sun set over the reborn land, the people of Japan looked up .... not in fear, but in awe.

The nightmare had ended, and from its ashes, a legend had returned.

The Pillar of resurrection had come and gone.

But the world would never forget the day when death itself was undone.

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