As Aeralis trembled on the edge of destruction, the Titans formed a circle in the shattered sky. Flames, storms, and shadows raged around them, but the Titans stood firm.
"This power is beyond us," one Titan said, voice steady but heavy."To face the Three Evils… we must call upon the source of all creation."
They raised their hands toward the infinite sky.
Not as rulers.Not as warriors.But as guardians.
Together, they spoke the Ancient Invocation, a prayer forbidden since the First Age—a call not for control, but for balance.
The universe answered.
A deep, calm light spread across space, unlike fire or lightning. It was pure existence—the Power of God, older than stars, stronger than darkness. The light flowed into the Titans, reshaping them.
Their forms changed.
Armor formed from living light.Eyes burned with truth and justice.Their presence alone healed the sky around Aeralis.
The planet felt it.
Oceans calmed.The ground stopped breaking.Hope returned—slowly, softly.
The Three Evils recoiled.
Destruction
Its flames weakened, flickering wildly."This power… it should not exist here!"
Deception
Its illusions shattered, reflections breaking like glass."Truth burns," it hissed, stepping back.
Domination
For the first time, it struggled to command.Wills began to break free.
The Titans moved.
One Titan struck Destruction with a blade of divine energy—not to erase, but to purify. The black fire dissolved into harmless light.
Another Titan faced Deception, speaking words of absolute truth. Lies collapsed, and the false forms vanished.
The final Titan confronted Domination, standing unbowed.
"You rule through fear," the Titan said calmly."But fear has no power here."
A wave of divine force shattered the invisible chains around Aeralis. Life rose again—creatures standing, skies clearing, hearts strengthening.
The Three Evils screamed together as their unity broke.
They were not destroyed completely…but they were defeated.
With one final burst of light, the Titans sealed the Evils into a rift beyond time, far from any living world.
Silence followed.
Above Aeralis, the divine light slowly faded. The Titans returned to their true forms—exhausted, but victorious.
The planet survived.
And legends were born.
Yet, deep within the sealed darkness, a faint whisper echoed—
"Light may win today… but shadows never disappear."