The Demon Empire had fallen.
The Prophet was dead. The Apostles had been slain. Every demon that had crossed into the mortal realm had been hunted down and purged. The war that had once threatened to swallow the world whole had finally e to an end.
Yet the greatest revelation came only after the fighting ceased.
Hyades—the Goddess who had ruled the heavens for countless ages—had been exposed as the true traitor.
It was she who had opened the gates. She who had weled the Demons into the world. The shock shattered civilisations.
The Holy Church, a monolith that had stood unchallenged for millennia, collapsed almost overnight. Its temples were abandoned, its authority stripped away, and its scriptures condemned.
Across every kingdom, republic, and city-state, the name "Hyades" was erased from records and forbidden from mon speech.
But even that was not the greatest change brought about by the war.
The greatest change was the birth of a new Pantheon.
A Pantheon forged not by faith, but by legend.
The first among them was Leon Solaris.
From the moment he claimed the Holy Blade, destiny seemed to bend around him. Trained by the greatest Paladins of the age, he returned to House Solaris as a shining beacon of hope. There, his talent blossomed beyond all expectations. Through countless battles and relentless cultivation, he created the unparalleled Eighty-One Suns Heart Mantra—a path that none before him had walked.
Where demons gathered, Leon arrived. Where humanity despaired, Leon stood. Thousands of fiends fell beneath his blade. Entire nations were saved by his strength.
Time and time again, he became the shield that stood between mankind and extinction.
And when the heavens were remade, Leon Solaris ascended as the God of Protection—the eternal guardian of humanity.
Then came Yue Elune.
A prodigy whose brilliance eclipsed even the greatest mages of history. Before reaching adolescence, she had already contracted Monarch-tier Spirits. Before turning ten, her mastery of magic surpassed archmages who had studied for centuries.
Every step she took rewrote the limits of what was thought possible.
When she inherited House Elune, she elevated it from a prestigious noble lineage into the most influential magical force in the world. Together with Amon Solaris, she founded Eldorin, guiding the fledgling nation from the shadows while continuously advancing her own understanding of the arcane. Throughout the war, Yue’s name became synonymous with both miracles and devastation.
Entire armies vanished beneath storms of spirit magic. Demon legions crumbled before her summons. And when the dust finally settled, she rose beyond mortality itself.
She became the God of Records. The Keeper of Knowledge. The Supreme Archivist of Heaven.
One-third of the Divine Trinity.
And finally... Amon Solaris.
The greatest knight the world had ever known.
Master of Sun and Moon. The God of Harmony. Unlike the heroes of old, Amon had never been content to follow in the footsteps of legends. He surpassed them.
The Founder of House Solaris. The Solaris Saint. The countless heroes enshrined in history. One after another, he left them behind. He did not inherit greatness. He seized it.
Through impossible trials, endless battles, and sacrifices beyond counting, Amon rose from a gifted youth into a figure whose existence reshaped the world itself. He was both destroyer and savior. The sword that ended an age. The hand that built a new one.
Among the Trinity, he occupied the central throne, standing as the unquestioned pillar of the new heavens.
Yet even their ascension was not the end.
With the Heavenly Gates reopened, the path to immortality was once more accessible.
In time, new gods would undoubtedly emerge. New legends would rise. New divine seats would be claimed.
The Pantheon would continue to grow. But no matter how many ages passed, no matter how many immortals ascended, none would ever eclipse the glory of the First Trinity.
Their names would be carved into eternity. Their deeds would be sung by countless generations. Their legends would bee the foundation upon which all future myths were built.
And today, the world celebrated another Chapter in that legend.
The greatest celebration since the birth of the Pantheon itself.
The union of the God of Harmony and the God of Records.
The wedding of Amon Solaris and Yue Elune.
Thousands of guests had gathered in Heaven. Every influential figure capable of shaping the world’s future had received an invitation.
And yet, despite the prestige of those present, the guests themselves were not the reason history would remember this day.
No... History would remember it because this was the first time mortals had ever been allowed to enter Heaven.
Across the world, countless magical projections broadcast the event. From bustling cities to remote villages, people stopped what they were doing and gazed toward the skies.
Children watched with wonder. Veterans watched with disbelief. Scholars watched with tears in their eyes. The legendary realm that had existed only in myths and religious scriptures was no longer a distant dream.
It was real.
And its gates stood open.
Naturally, the first invitations had been reserved for family.
Amon’s parents. His sister. Yue’s grandfather.
The people who had stood beside them long before they became gods.
After them came those who had fought alongside the divine couple throughout their journey.
The Solaris House. The Elune House. The members of Eldorin.
And beyond them sat the most influential individuals of the new age. Gerrick Ironblood, the former Grand Marshal of the Hyades Army. Jex Amaris, Archmagister of the Realm. The Sword Saint. Yval, the Dragon Goddess.
Every seat was occupied by a figure whose name would one day be recorded in history. Yet none of them could keep their eyes from wandering upward. The venue itself was more magnificent than anything mortal hands could ever create.
The Cathedral of Records.
Yue’s masterpiece.
A palace disguised as a cathedral. Or perhaps a cathedral disguised as a palace.
Even those who had spent their lives surrounded by luxury found themselves speechless. The structure stood atop a floating continent amidst the clouds. Its gleaming white walls seemed carved from moonlight itself. Countless celestial rivers flowed through the surrounding gardens, while divine trees stretched toward the stars.
Massive marble pillars lined the grand hall. Each pillar was engraved with countless glowing runes that shifted and changed with every passing second, recording history as it unfolded. Above them stretched an impossibly vast ceiling.
No... Calling it a ceiling would be inaccurate.
It was the sky itself.
Constellations drifted overhead.
Nebulae shimmered beyond crystal domes. Entire galaxies slowly revolved above the congregation. The architecture seemed to exist somewhere between reality and divinity. As if Heaven itself had bee a building.
The walls were decorated with breathtaking murals.
Not paintings. Records. Living records.
Scenes moved across the walls like memories frozen in time.
The birth of the dimension. The emergence of the first civilisations. The rise of kingdoms. The fall of empires. The ascension of Hyades. Her betrayal. The Great War. The fall of the Demon Empire. And finally...
The birth of the Holy Trinity.
The three gods destined to guide the world into its next age.
This place was more than a wedding venue.
More than a palace. More than a residence.
It was a declaration.
Heaven had returned. And its gates would remain open to those worthy of entering.
One day, this cathedral would bee the Sanctum of Records. The seat of Yue’s authority. The resting place of the Throne of Records.
But today... It was simply where a woman would marry the man she loved.
At the altar stood Leon. The God of Protection. Dressed not as a warrior, but as the officiant of the ceremony. His golden wings were folded behind his back as a warm smile rested upon his face. Before him stood Amon. For perhaps the first time in years, the God of Harmony looked nervous.
Not because of battle. Not because of responsibility. Not because of the countless eyes watching him.
But because of what came next.
Behind the front rows, Amon’s mother quietly wiped her eyes.
Tears streamed down her cheeks despite her efforts to hide them.
In her memories, Amon was still the boy who stumbled through his first lessons. The boy who scraped his knees while training. The boy who always returned home covered in dirt.
And now...
That same boy stood before the altar of Heaven itself... waiting for his bride.
The music began. The orchestra and choir sang. Every gaze shifted toward the entrance.
And Yue appeared.
A collective breath was drawn.
The ethereal beauty seemed less like a woman and more like a celestial spirit that had wandered out from a dream. Her silver-white hair cascaded down her back like flowing starlight. A delicate veil covered her face, though it did little to conceal her beauty.
If anything, it made her appear even more ethereal.
Her wedding dress shimmered with divine radiance. Threads of silver and gold were woven together like strands of fate itself. Every step caused flowers of light to bloom beneath her feet before fading into sparkling motes.
The entire cathedral seemed brighter simply because she had entered it.
Yet despite her divine appearance... She was crying.
Tiny tears glistened at the corners of her eyes. Not from sadness. Not from fear.
But from overwhelming happiness.
This was the moment she had dreamed of for years. And now it was finally here.
Slowly. Gracefully. She walked down the aisle. Allowing herself to savour every second. At the altar, Leon glanced toward Amon and smirked.
"Hah." He leaned slightly closer. "You sure are a lucky man."
Amon laughed softly. His eyes never left Yue. Not even for a moment.
"I know."
The two friends shared a brief look. Then Leon chuckled and turned back toward the aisle.
As for Amon... Nothing else existed anymore.
Not the guests. Not the cathedral. Not even Heaven itself.
There was only Yue.
Walking toward him. And for the first time since ascending to godhood, the God of Harmony found himself utterly captivated. Because despite all the wonders Heaven possessed... The most beautiful thing in existence was still his bride.
It didn’t take long, but Yue eventually made it to the altar. She let out a silly smile, one that wasn’t afforded to her because she had to mature quickly to save the world.
But from this day forward... she could smile silly all she liked.
"Amon Solaris, do you take Yue Elune to be your wedded wife?"
Leon announced with clarity, his voice booming across Heaven.
"I do."
"Yue Elune, do you take Amon as your beloved husband?"
"I do."
There was no other answer. The pair had been inseparable since they’d met. They had been partners in crime, rades, and lovers.
They were the Fantasy Couple.
And now... They were going to be the married Fantasy Couple.
As they planted a kiss to seal their marriage, the audience erupted into loud applause.
Their lips parted, and the two glanced at each other with loving eyes. Yue laughed as she said:
"I’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time."
"Hah, remember our promise?"
"Of course I do."
At that moment, it felt like nothing else in the world mattered. Not the war against the Demon King. Not the countless people who watched them in Heaven. Just... them.
"Then... before we spend eternity serving the people..."
"Shall we do it one last time?"
The pair chuckled as they looked to the baffled crowd. Only Leon, who knew the pair better than anyone else, had a bad premonition.
"Sorry, guys."
"We will see you in a few weeks!"
Amon and Yue smiled as they embraced each other. And with a crack within spacetime, the pair disappeared from the world.
"O-Our Gods!"
"T-They eloped!"
The audience erupted in shock, while Leon stood with a helpless smile, shaking his head.
"Hah... they really never change."
And thus, Amon and Yue wrote one more Chapter to their legendary tale. The tale where the Extra... finally became the Hero.
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