Prologue
It's all my fault. All my fault. If I didn't exist, Kureha-san wouldn't have died and the world wouldn't be destroyed. Hiiragi-senpai and Akari-san wouldn't need to fight. Hiiragi-senpai would have been able to go to school and have fun with Kureha-san and Akari-san.
The purple haired young girl, her hands suspended in air by thorny vines, laments her existence while being surrounded by white roses.
It's all over. We failed to save Ellis, to save Kureha. To destroy Gazer.
The young man was crumpled in an odd position on the piece of land that had been transported from his home planet. He no longer feels pain, his sorrow and regret acting as an anesthetic. The purple destructive light sweeps around like a spotlight. A spotlight illuminating disaster. He watches silently as Anzelotte's castle is destroyed, as both Emulators and Wizards die.
The world's demise has come.
"Let's go, Ellis." The god says in his current form. "Our work here is done." Shaimaral releases it's grip on Ellis and the girl drops into the god's arms. He walks away slowly, away from the destruction he had caused. A portal appears before him and he steps through it.
Two meteors collide. The start of a new world.