This is the two-part finale! It's been a blast working on this story, and it's time to stage the end results!

Enjoy~

Kama walked onward, unable to talk to the people he once called his friends. Everything Kinaia told him bounced around in his head, unable to settle and give him some peace.

I am Nova, and Nova is me. Kinaia is my mortal enemy, yet she is supposed to resonate with me, become my ally. Lindow has been captured, being prepared to resonate with Kinaia and myself. If I resonate with them, Nova will be revived.

The Singularity – the core of Nova – has failed to activate Nova on the surface, but there was another Nova deep underground. A second Nova, or the offspring of Nova?

I cannot trust Fenrir or anyone working with Fenrir. They know what I am. They made me this way. They knew I would learn eventually, so they will be prepared for anything I might do.

I am not human. Not anymore, at least. Someone at the Den experimented on me; gave me Nova's genes.

The one who has tried to kill me several times and invaded the Den is my previous best friend, turned into the wrath of a god.

Everything has been a lie. Nothing is normal, nor has it ever been normal. It's all the fault of Fenrir.

I cannot trust anyone I used to trust. I am truly on my own, now.

Kama's mind bounced thoughts like these back and forth, echoing and rebounding until they formed a solid thought that pleased Kama to the depths of his soul.

Fenrir killed Kama with their greed. The Kama that once was is dead - replaced. I will defend those that defended Kama, but Fenrir must fall. That is my fate.

That is the will of Nova.

Soma struck the arm of his father's form, the Arda Nova. It recoiled, the arm shattering finally, and the female body attached to it was released as the large body died with a groan sounding like his father's voice.

Soma was still reeling from the events leading up to this. Sakaki had warned them of Johannes' plan just as the loud speakers blared for the civilians and God Eaters to enter the designated space shuttles to evacuate the planet.

Aegis was never going to happen; there is no safe haven. The Arc Project - where his father would awaken Nova with the Singularity - has failed, but he spoke of a second Nova; one that he and he alone would control. He planned on unleashing Nova on the world, killing all humans he deemed unworthy and destroying all Aragami on the face of the planet.

"Kota, Alisa, fire at the halo!" he yelled, guarding as a large radiation beam fired from the female body. Kota and Alisa fired repeatedly, cracking off pieces of the halo and weakening the body of the Aragami.

Soma had tried to find Kama and the others before the fight, but they were not in the Den or in the surrounding area. He had no choice but to lead the team to the Aegis platform and try to stop his father from unleashing Nova. And yet, he had been too late.

The presence he felt in the City of Mercy and the Temple of Calm was only an echo of what it once was; the source was a girl laying on the floor, connected by hundreds of small black vines to the large orange oval - dimmed to a dull gray, now - on the human-like face of Nova.

The female body belonging to Arda Nova yelled "You cannot stop me! My power will overwhelm you humans!" as it charged another blast, releasing several giant lazors all around the area. Soma had no way of dodging, so he engaged his shield and hoped to be able to withstand it.

Kota crouched behind Alisa as she engaged her shield, but they were both knocked off the platform onto the ground below when they took a direct hit from one of the beams. Soma himself was knocked backward, the force too powerful to guard against.

Soma coughed in pain, yelling "Alisa! Kota! Sakuya!" while looking around for Sakuya. He saw her unconscious on the floor, her eyes dimmed somewhat as she lay unconscious. She was still alive, but she needed help quickly.

Damn, it looks like we've lost. Dad . . . has won . . . Soma fell to his knees, then onto his chest as he gazed at the childlike female Aragami connected to Nova. She had seemed so harmless, and yet she was the Core of Nova. Despite failing, it was still strong enough to supercharge the synthetic Aragami that had currently demolished the best team in the Far East Branch.

At the corner of his vision, he saw Kama jump down from the elevator, an odd blade in hand. It looked like a flat blade with several curves and blades, layered like a razor. It had scorch marks on its side, the blade was a dark red – almost like lava – and a large half-moon blade was at the tip of the blade.

Kama seemed darker. Colder, almost, like he was angry at the world. He reminded Soma of himself, back before his friends changed his outlook on life. He was also missing his armlet; a large red gash was where it used to be, blood dripping down his hand.

Climbing out of the floor from one of the grates was an unbelievable sight; Lindow, dressed in the same clothes he wore before he went missing, his right arm a blood-red Infection imitation of his old weapon and a Hannibal shield on his left arm.

He had golden plates on his shoulders, a white armored tail – a Hannibal tail, Soma belatedly recalled – and a flaming halo behind his back, attached by unknown means. Soma saw him flick his gaze back and forth between the female body and Sakuya, seemingly hesitant.

Crawling up from the side of the Aegis platform was Kinaia with a transformed appearance; her skin, though pale, was covered in black fur. Both of her arms had Hannibal shields on them, glowing red with heat. On the backs of her calves were two engines, similar to the one her old weapon had.

Her face was the same as always, though; emerald green eyes, blue hair in a messy ponytail, and the crinkles around her eyes as she grinned, showing sharp teeth. Soma watched with rapidly blurring eyes as all three stood between his father and the rest of the team, weapons at the ready.

They were talking with each other, Kama possibly giving them orders. He couldn't tell, though, because his hearing had started to fade along with his vision.

This sight is . . . acceptable, if I am to die now. He had this thought as he fell unconscious, tears of heartbreak in his eyes. He only wished he had a chance to say farewell to Kinaia . . .

When Kama, Arashi, Sera, and Naoko climbed up the elevator shaft, Kama had ordered his team to leave him alone as he stayed on the platform, facing away from them. Arashi had asked "What's the matter with you? You haven't been yourself at all!"

Kama had yelled at him, saying "Get the hell away from me! Get to the shuttles and get off this planet!" Arashi backed up, a hint of fear in his eyes as he told him "Shuttles? What are you talking about?" Kama was silent, telling him "I have to take care of something, but I can't guarantee that it will be a happy ending. Take the girls to the space shuttles and get off this planet. Now."

He narrowed his eyes in suspicion before taking Sera and Naoko to the elevator, a look of worry on his face as the doors closed. Kama hadn't moved an inch, even to nod his head in farewell. When the elevator closed, the machinery moving them upward, Kama stood in the silence letting his new feelings spread.

"So," he spoke to himself, his voice echoing in the passageway above the void, "I know what I am, now, Sakaki. I know you can hear this, so I'll save the accusations and say this: If you were, in any way, involved with my experiment, count the minutes you remain alive and pray for a miracle, for they will be the last ones you have."

He angled his chainsaw above the armlet attached to his wrist, the blade pointed downward. He stabbed downward, creating a large crack in his armlet with his God Arc and throwing the blade down the shaft as he walked toward the Aegis passageway. Out loud, he said "I forsake the last of my humanity. Those whom fought with me, protected me, and lived with me, I will spare and protect. Fenrir will fall."

He felt the Aragami cells flowing through his body as the armlet shattered, invigorated and healed far more than any amount of medical supplies had ever been able to accomplish.

He raised his hand, the devoured materials from the Akantor fusing and forming inside his body to create a new blade, a stronger blade. One of his own design, free of any ties to Fenrir as well.

Now completely detached from Fenrir – bodily, mentally, and symbolically – he walked into the passage and made his way to another familiar pull. I'm coming, Goddess. Please, wait a little longer; it will all be worth it in the end.

He reached an elevator that required a keycard to access, but Kama had no time to waste searching for one. He thought of what to do, unable to think of a way up, until a familiar male voice behind him said "So, you chose to join us after all?"

He turned, seeing Lindow awake and walking toward him, his trademark smile in place. The man was a mix of human and regular Hannibal pieces; his left arm was morphed into a chainsaw-like weapon, the right arm had a Hannibal shield on it. A white Hannibal tail curled behind him, resting on his shoulder as he leaned against the elevator keypad.

Kama nodded, feeling awkward for some reason. Lindow grinned and said "I knew you were sensible, Kama. That's why I trusted you when we were both humans." His smile faltered, asking awkwardly "So . . . how did Sakuya hold up? Did she . . . did she ever move on?"

Kama's eyes softened, and he shook his head. Lindow muttered "Damn." under his breath, and said in a louder voice "Well, let me give you a hand. Or rather, a tail. Step on the tail tip, and I'll give you a launch up the shaft." Kama nodded, saying "Thanks. Good luck out there," as he got in position.

Lindow grinned widely, showing sharp serrated teeth as he sarcastically joked "We need no luck; we have Nova on our side, remember?" Kama chuckled as Lindow flipped his tail upward, cracking it like a whip and sending Kama up the shaft. He grabbed onto the edge, pulling himself up and seeing that the human's fight was almost lost.

Arda Nova had been defeated, the large masculine body in pieces on the floor. Alda Nova, the feminine body that is protected by the other, was still intact and wrecking the first unit team.

He watched Alisa and Kota get thrown off of the platform, alive but unable to reach the platform anymore. Sakuya was already down, her body bruised and bleeding as she lay unconscious.

Soma, however, fell to his knees, propping himself up with his blade. He fell regardless, head tilted to the side as his body gave up, even as his mind wished to fight further. Kama chose that moment to walk forward, bringing his own weapon out of his arm and letting it skid across the ground as he walked at a leasurely pace to stand between Alda Nova and Soma.

He spotted Lindow breaking out of a ventilation shaft in the ground, climbing up with his weapon and shield ready. His back was protected by a flaming halo, wisps flowing away from the glowing ring; the limit breaker of the Hannibal species, unlocked and unleashed. His eyes met Kama's, and he nodded as he held the odd chainsaw substitute like a gun-type.

Slightly past him, he saw Kinaia in partial human form hop over the side of the platform. Her face was human, but her body was Nargacuga. She had Hannibal shields on both arms, and the engines from her old hammer were on the backs of her legs. She stood in front of Kama and Lindow, and the three of them were positioned in a rough triangular shape.

Kama grinned, running his tongue across the points of his newly-reformed jagged teeth as he asked "Let's finish this tale with a bang. You two set?"

Kinaia hissed out "I was waiting for this moment since you bastards killed Nightshade. This couldn't be any more satisfying unless they crawled out like the vermin they are and begged for mercy."

Lindow's gaze kept focusing on Sakuya, who was on the ground, and he said "If I can save the few that deserve it . . . everything will be worth the sacrifice of my own freedom. I will fight to save my previous friends, with the blessings of Nova."

Kama roared out "Let's do this!" as he charged in, his new blade raised high as he sprinted toward the synthetic Aragami.

Lindow crouched in front of Soma and Sakuya, shooting blood-red spikes from the chainsaw replacement.

Kinaia dashed in, shields acting like fists as she moved them into an uppercut.

"Despite all of the problems, all of the conflicts, and all of the hatred between Will and Wrath . . . their paths have collided in a union of damnable intentions."

"In the end, when all has been said and done . . . their decisions have been made, and those decisions changed the course of history, for better or worse . . ."

"What have these paths wrought, in this desolate world known as Terra?"

Aron stood in the darkness, observing the fight as Alda Nova was torn to shreds from the combined might of a god. He sighed, closing his eyes and sitting on the ground, his legs folded under him and his arms resting on his knees.

He faced the large machine in front of him, engaging and staring directly into the massive recorder as he reported "This is the final recording from the human-controlled planet Terra. Nova has succeeded; Terra will fall. I tried to influence the Will, but my efforts failed."

"If anyone survives to return to Terra and listen to this message, know that I tried to prevent this. May Nova have mercy on us all."

A/N: This is the first part of a two-chapter ending, and I really didn't feel like taking the extra two minutes to describe how horribly Alda Nova (Tsukuyomi-form) was beaten.

Cheers~