Epilogue 　 Silence had returned to the ruins where the sealing of R.E.V was completed. 　 The blade of retribution was shattered, and Oblivion finally found the resolve to look forward. 　 However, the price was by no means small. 　 Zuba's body, having poured his power into the seal, was rusted like metal that had passed through long years. The once-shining crown, outfit, and wings had all lost their luster. 　 And the body of the Steel Fairy King was now small enough to fit in the palm of a hand.

"...Good grief, what a pathetic state I am in. Gahahaha!" 　 Zuba looked down at his shrunken body and laughed boisterously.

"...I owe you. If I hadn't met you all, I would still be trapped in my revenge." 　 And so, he looks forward. 　 "I will try to walk on my own feet once more. This time, not for the sake of revenge." 　 Thus, Oblivion and Guest set out on a new journey. 　 Meanwhile, Zuba, having lost his power, chose to remain in these ruins.

"I shall rest here for a while. You two should go your own way!"

After seeing the two off, Zuba sat down in a corner of the ruins. 　 A quiet wind blew through. 　 How much time had passed since then? 　 Suddenly, a girl appeared before Zuba. 　 The girl looked at the small, rusted fairy with curiosity. 　

"Hey, you. What are you doing in a place like this?"

Zuba looked up at the girl and answered. 　 "I am resting."

Then the girl's expression brightened instantly. 　 "I see! Can I rest with you?" 　 "...Do as you please." 　 The girl sat down next to Zuba.

Clouds drifted slowly by. The wind brushed their cheeks, and a peaceful time passed. 　 After a while, Zuba asked the girl. 　 "And you, what is your name?" 　 The girl, still gazing at the sky, answered happily. 　 "Delos." 　 Hearing that name, Zuba glanced at the girl's profile. 　 Then he looked up at the sky again. 　 "Delos, I see. Yes, it is a good name." 　 The sky the two of them looked up at together. Beyond it, a world no one yet knew stretched out endlessly. 　 A long time passed, and on the site of the ruins where the two once spent time, a single city was eventually built. 　 But that is merely one of countless futures. 　 A different world-line, not here. A different future that no one has seen yet. 　 There, too, are encounters, adventures, and those who walk with their own feelings in their hearts. 　 This story is also one of the many stories born in those numerous worlds. 　 And the stories spun in worlds yet unseen will continue without end. 　 Fin