Chapter 69: Final Defiance
The Temple of Sol stood before us like a memory of the world before ruin — luminous and golden beneath the fractured skies, its sun-forged spires rising from the ashes of Astaris as though defying the darkness itself. The city around it was nothing but rubble and shadow now: once-grand towers lay crumbled into dust, their mosaics blackened by voidfire, and the streets where merchants and children once laughed were now battlegrounds stained with blood and silence. Yet the temple endured — not just as a monument, but as a beacon, the last defiant heart of Magus Mundo.
We stood at its threshold, bathed in the pale light of a dawn that felt too fragile to be real.
“Strange, isn’t it?” Ruby murmured beside me, tightening the straps on her vambraces. “How beautiful
