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General Sam Vulf rushed over to the wreckage with a whole squad of soldiers accompanying her. Behind her were Qrow Branwen, and surprisingly Professor Watts, as well as Councilman Sleet, both of whom were accompanied by their own squad of personal bodyguards numbered in the dozens. They came onto the scene to catch Weiss stumbling out of the stone and concrete. And there, to their absolute shock, they saw their Superman bleeding from her forehead. “What is this?” Qrow stood there, not being able to find the words, “How on earth did… this happen?” Seeing the red painting her white gloves, Weiss’ eyes widened into an emotion she had never felt before in her life. As the warmth was burning her head, forcing her service cap to tumble off her head, and letting her long white hair loose into a tangled mess of powerful confusion. The feeling was unlike anything she had imagined. It wasn’t the simple inconvenience she had read about in books or the distant observation she had seen in

It was over. The prophesied end of all had been vanquished. Not just in one universe, but in every single one of them. Summer’s heart at the Valley still beat, but her judgment had been dismissed. Destiny altered by the dense gravity of the Superman. Something that Rubio himself, surely, would not be able to see with his future vision. And it was something Ozymandias definitely could not see coming. Because dense gravity had the power to bend the course of things, the course of fate. Law of Destiny. DSTN. It was now time to recuperate, regaining all the strength lost. For all the Kingdoms, not just those that had been involved in the war, because Summer’s cosmic hand had done damage to the whole world, despite Weiss’ effort in covering the planet with her own protective Aura. It was inevitable that the shockwaves would still manage to get through and cause major destruction to the cities. So for now, both Atlas and Vacuo stayed where they were. Rebuilding their own camps and

While the streets of Vale still burned with the fresh bodies of those torn apart by the gods, those who were paid off by Mayor Robyn Hill and Mayor Clover Ebi were still off doing what they were told. Still dressed up as angry civilians to cause major troubles against the city of the Valley. “Let’s go boys,” the goons shouted, holding their bats, “let’s go all out with a bang, eh?” “Fuck yeah, smash it all, you fat slobs.” Pulling down their hoodies and masks, now no longer concerned as the end of the world was approaching. But before any of them could continue on the carnage, one man stepped forth to stop the madness. The tall giant of a man. That Giant of the North. General James Ironwood. Finally coming out of his injury so long ago. His Aura was hidden from everybody around, with nobody being able to detect him as he emerged from the darkness of the burning collapsing buildings. Here now, in his uniform, all proper and clean, without any trace of debris or dirt. His Giant’s

Universe 1938… Far off into the distance on the land of Menagerie, now known as New Eden as its new Kingdomic name. Adamantine, son of Belladonna, stepped foot out onto the grassy land to look into the sky. Here, he witnessed destruction coming down onto his beloved homeland. The burning godly hand was too big for anybody on this planet to handle, and he knew that all too well. He still felt his blood boiling, his power rising with every passing second. But the divine was still far from him. Adamantine was a chosen, but still mortal. The palm of Summer was big. Adamantine did not know why or how he knew that this was Summer. But her essence made herself evident to all things down below. Sooner or later, the cosmic knowledge will emanate down. From the fire of her hand came a huge burning meteor. Easily the size of the entirety of New Eden. Perhaps even larger. Now coming down straight onto this floating island. Unconcerned of the panicking people down below, running for their

The battle of the gods continued. Here Weiss, Nora, and Cinder all zipped around so fast, space continued to further warp around the entire planet. Widening the cracks in the atmosphere that were already there, creating spatial fissures in the air that ruptured all things everywhere at the same time. Uprooting trees, shattering the barks, lifting up heavy stones, burning away lakes and large parts of the oceans alike, all to vaporize them down to their last atoms. And yet, the speed of the Maidens continued, catching up to Weiss – the Superman. The faster they got, the faster she also adapted and adjusted. But what was also a big concern was the collateral damage. With Weiss still trying her best to coat the planet in her immense pool of Aura, protecting it from the godly shockwaves. With energies enough to destroy the entire universe ten times over, all contained here on this very planet. Nora lifted her hammer once more, slamming it straight down toward Weiss, only to see her

The scythe and the sword clashed, with echoes of their Aura fragments flying off as crystal birds of freedom, freed from restraints, no longer hiding in the dark, for they both now could show off the true extent of their powers. Despite being trillions of times faster than Glynda, Rubio knew that this woman’s Aura was too thick to just pierce with ordinary means. The Aura was permanently coating her skin after all. Only a godly amount of force could truly penetrate through and cause damage. Elsewhere, far in the distance, the foreign Valean army began flooding into the Academy’s ground. Many wore similar uniforms to this universe’s version of the Valean army, with slight variations here and there. Sharper leather, a several officers wearing service caps and golden epaulettes on their shoulders. Several of the men shot their Dust rifles off, blowing the Academy soldiers’ heads off, leaving them in a bloody pool as others trampled over their lifeless corpses. To aid in their school’s