Chapter 75
The End of the War
Peace never lasts forever.
One quiet morning, when the skies above the world were calm and clear, something terrible happened.
Without warning—
The sky cracked open.
Across the entire world, enormous gates suddenly appeared.
Some floated above oceans.
Some opened above great cities.
Others tore the sky apart above forests and mountains.
They looked like wounds in reality itself—gigantic black circles swirling with crimson lightning and dark mist.
People everywhere stared up in horror.
Then the first creatures came out.
Terrifying monsters poured from the gates like endless waves.
Gigantic beasts with burning eyes.
Winged horrors made of shadow.
Armored demons wielding weapons forged from dark energy.
The Age of Gates had begun.
Panic spread across the world.
Cities rang their alarm bells.
Kings called their armies.
Priests prayed desperately for salvation.
But unlike the past…
This time, the world was ready.
Because Alex had been preparing for this moment for years.
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Inside Dream City, the war council had already gathered.
Humans.
Elves.
Dwarves.
Demons.
Knights, adventurers, guild leaders, and commanders stood together in the grand hall.
Alex stood at the center.
His golden eyes were calm.
Steady.
Prepared.
"This is the moment we have been waiting for," he said quietly.
Orders spread across the world instantly.
The soldiers of the empire marched.
The paladins of the Holy City gathered under banners of light.
Adventurers from Dream City armed themselves for war.
Mercenaries joined the fight.
Alex used the power of the system and the massive resources he had built during the last five years.
Every soldier was equipped.
S-Rank armor.
S-Rank weapons.
A-Rank potions.
Armies that once struggled against monsters now possessed strength far beyond normal limits.
The world was ready to fight.
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The war began.
Across the world, warriors marched toward the gates.
Each gate became a battlefield.
Cities burned.
Mountains collapsed.
Rivers ran red with blood.
But the defenders fought back fiercely.
Paladins burned monsters with holy magic.
Elven archers rained arrows like silver storms.
Dwarven war machines shook the earth.
Demons unleashed terrifying dark magic against creatures from the abyss.
Gate after gate was destroyed.
Day by day.
Month by month.
Year by year.
The war continued.
And slowly…
The world began to win.
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But then…
The final gate appeared.
Far larger than any other.
Its swirling darkness covered the sky like a second night.
The air around it trembled with terrifying power.
This was not an ordinary gate.
It was an SSS-Rank Gate.
From it stepped the being responsible for everything.
The Ancient Evil God.
The creature born from the corrupted remains of fallen gods.
Its body was massive, surrounded by endless darkness.
Its voice echoed like thunder across the battlefield.
The final battle had begun.
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But Alex was not alone.
Standing beside him was Leon and his team.
During the last five years, Leon's group had grown tremendously.
Every member had reached the realm of SS Rank.
Their strength rivaled the greatest heroes of history.
Behind them stood armies of every race.
The final battle exploded into chaos.
Dragon fire.
Holy light.
Elven magic.
Dwarven cannons.
Demonic shadow flames.
The battlefield shook as if the world itself was breaking.
Alex unleashed his Draconic Power, his body glowing with golden scales of energy as the dragon blood inside him awakened completely.
The Evil God roared.
But this time…
The world was united.
Not a single one of Leon's team fell.
Every warrior fought with everything they had.
Finally—
Alex gathered all his power.
Dragon energy.
Holy light.
System power.
Everything.
He launched the final strike.
The attack pierced the Evil God's chest and shattered the core of divine corruption inside it.
The Ancient Evil God screamed as its body collapsed into fragments of fading darkness.
The moment the core shattered—
All the gates across the world began to close.
The war was over.
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The battle had lasted two long years.
Entire cities were damaged.
Great forests burned.
Many brave warriors lost their lives.
But the world…
The world had survived.
People everywhere celebrated.
Temples rang their bells for days.
Songs were written about the heroes.
Children played games pretending to be warriors who fought the gates.
The world was finally safe.
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After the war ended, Alex finally made a decision he had delayed for many years.
He accepted the marriage proposals of the women who had stood beside him through everything.
Lady Blackthrone.
Selena.
Luna.
The Elven Queen.
Their wedding became the greatest celebration the world had ever seen.
Kings and queens came from distant lands.
Elven forests sent ancient gifts.
Dwarves forged legendary jewelry.
Demons brought rare magical crystals.
The entire world celebrated the union.
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Soon after, Alex made another choice.
He handed the throne of the Ether Empire to his older brother.
Crown Prince Aldric.
Aldric had always been the rightful heir, and now he ruled as emperor with wisdom and strength.
Meanwhile, Alex's sister married Leon.
Their wedding was almost as grand, and the two of them became legends of the new age.
Peace had finally come.
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Years later…
In the quiet halls of Dream City Castle, Alex sat at a wooden desk near a tall window.
Outside, the city glowed with life.
Humans, elves, dwarves, and demons lived together peacefully.
Alex dipped his pen in ink and continued writing the final page of a book.
A book about the story of his life.
He slowly wrote the last line.
"The mad prince who shocked the empire."
Just as he finished writing—
A small magical gate suddenly opened inside the room.
Four small children burst through it.
"Father!"
"Father!"
"Come play with us!"
Alex looked at them.
Then he smiled warmly.
"One minute," he said.
"I'm coming."
He placed the pen down.
Closed the book.
And stood up.
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The End.
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