Saint Seiya THE END Cast II.

Orion Eden: The son of Ludwig, who was vessel of the evil god Mars. He rarely smiles and is detached, having clashed with the reason why he fights as a Saint, but the deaths of a close friend and family member made him remember the importance of protecting the world. He channels powerful lightning attacks.

Sagittarius Seiya: The former Pegasus Saint, now Gold Saint, he is one of the first chosen Saints destined to protect Athena, when she reincarnated into the girl Saori Kido. Together, they fought the evil Pope Saga, Poseidon and Hades. Seiya is known for his indomitable will even if he is hurt or near death.

Yali Tabaqui: One of the 108 Specters of Hades's army; he was Shir Khan's chary older brother who died in a tiger attack in India. He can summon pillars and unleash electromagnetic bombs through his Holy Mandapa; his Apogee Storm Blow are two heavy blows after a single ram.


That's right! This is no longer childhood!

(そうだ!これはもう子供時代ではない!)

Shiva judged, by the scarred man's words, that he may have been observing for some time. It was one of his lone wolf quirks, appearing without notice to face the enemy, and with a haughty confidence.

"And are you implying that your strength has returned?" As Shiva glared over her shoulder, while daring to keep lounging on her side, she gave Ikki an unpleased face. She knew that he had been under the Leo Saint's care, and to see him now was a reminder of her failed efforts to take his essence completely. She shuddered, and her body finally moved to stand, but her attention had to turn from the brothers. She glared at Ikki, her mind flashed, leaving her soundless.

What was that, a premonition?! For seconds, something seized her body—and her guess that it was borderline fear. First, it was a shock, then it was the fear of seeing or imagining such a destructive image: An illusion of some sort, her body suddenly exploding within a web of bright, splashing flame. She ignored him for a moment as Ikki strode past her and looked over the cliff at the two fighting brothers, who were at a standstill.

"What the Hell are you doing, Shir Khan!?

"Ikki! You're here!" Looking up, The Gold Saint responded easily like a surprised child; all thatwas missing was his welcoming grin.

"Are you not the Saint of Leo, idiot?!" And Ikki often felt embarrassed by Shir's easygoing, childish bearing, which was a reverse from usual, taking the form of hesitation. For someone who seemed to always move ahead, perhaps a defense against the inhibitor called "fear", it was easier for Ikki to react abrasively. Especially after Shir was struck from the Holy Mandapa.

Hesitation, yes, but still in one piece. Had the Gold Armor cracked or broke, it would be a tragedy to the army of Athena. Any Saint that wore one of the twelve strongest Cloths could withstand the sun's surface and the ocean's depths; the temperature just below absolute zero, the vacuum of outer space, and the kingdom of Hell. In other words, Ikki should know that there should at least be a sliver of competence in even an 11-year old boy.

"Don't look away, Shir!" That came from Tabaqui, who got up from the Lightning Plasma and charged ahead. His momentum was straight and reckless; Shir remembered that a blow from the Specter's body was like a giant, an impact creating a vortex that tackled the entire body.

Both brothers advanced each other, pulling back their biceps, reaching closer. Anyone would probably think they were hallucinating, seeing the frame of a giant lion and an avian-elephant hybrid charging each other within a scenery of stars. Impacting, the animals denoted a battle between predators. The Gold Cloth of Leo discharged an aura, reversing the wave of the Apogee Storm Blow. Somehow, the brothers couldn't finish themselves.

After they distanced themselves, Leo Shir Khan exasperatedly pointed at the Specter.

"Are you angry at me or yourself?! Don't insult yourself!"

"What did you say?!"

"Let me tell you something! What you did was not a useless act. Because of you, our village was saved! No matter how scary something looked, even if you lacked confidence, you wanted to help. You wanted to try! That's my loving older brother!"

Tabaqui bit his trembling lower lip, his thoughts seething at words saturated with "annoying human emotions". Human emotions for his brother and village that had him killed, but he couldn't grasp whether it was right or wrong. Maybe it was both, and for him to make it complex caused him to hesitate. The Leo's expression then softened, as did the manner of how he spoke,

"Tabaqui…you shouldn't be standing here. Because my brother is dead. I hate saying that," said Shir.

"I hate it. I was so sad." The words, coming from a 11 year old boy—whose cadence has yet to break into—could sear into most sympathetic hearts. Coming from his former younger brother was enough to bring silence to Tabaqui, who wore a curious expression.

It must've been four years ago. The boys faced povertybut still stood strong; they worked, loved, learned, and saw illness and death. The gaping hole left by his missing older brother, who sacrificed himself to a tiger left Shir with the reality of sadness. That scene where he had to live without a significant other to not play sticks with. To not laugh and smile at, to eat with. Then, to bear the fear of the dangerous tiger returning for another neck to take.

"Despite the evil among the living, including our fellow animals, this world is still blessed. When I was falling down, someone reached out to me. She said that she was a goddess, but she was not how I expected Durga to look like. She helped me find light—"

"Stop talking Shir. Despite being brothers, we are enemies!"

"You're right." Shir's promptness to see reality was tragic; but in his mind, he warped his fears and told himself that his brother was dead. A good brother, not a zombie who would be frustrated at getting killed for his village.

"This is no longer childhood!"

It may have been a coincidence or on cue, but the Yali Surplice—representing a divine monster with avian, felidae, and elephas parts—fissured in various places like it finally broke under heated pressure. One of the horns that served its collar snapped. The Apogee Storm blow, rather than an attack, served as a barrier, and both pushed each other away at an equal distance.

My brother is dead. Therefore...I will destroy this evil spirit that dare wears my brother's face and carry resent for humans.

It could've been a little fathomable to be angry at the cowardice of the villagers, who could not defend against a tiger, but if one had the power to destroy humanity, would cowardice and then death lead to a sufficient reason to kill people? Would one should kill the villagers for their cowardice?

Elsewhere, in his lonesome, another Gold Saint contemplated to himself in a Suksahana pose. Despite the gloomy Chaos Underworld, he seem to fit at home as if Hell was his abode. Silhouettes surrounded him, growling in aggravation, but their approaches were slow and cautious. In fact, there were already bodies around this Gold Saint. He wore a soft smile.

"Leo. A killer of great evil. In his hand, he upholds the strongest lightning and is like a bullish chariot. If I burn defilements with my wrathful flame, then the boy's light purifies it. Specters, ever are you in front of his charge, you are to meet certain death."

Yali Tabaqui was unable to move. It was not that he was weak; he insisted that he wasn't, bearing the strength of various animals to portray a divine beast that protected many temples, but something snatched his ability to—his brain could not process electrical signals to any of his body parts. He felt like stone. Tabaqui wasn't too divine after all. Rather than having his innards evaporate, like lightning striking tree bark due to water ingress, his entire body, said to have been created by the Big Bang, began to betray itself. The matter inside of him were chained, suffused with heat, and began to crystalize. From above the cliff, Phoenix Ikki quietly observed Leo Shir Khan standing before a white, sparkling figure.

"Interesting. Maybe that's why he was chosen to protect you; you both give off a lot of heat, don't you...Phoenix Ikki?"

"What are you rambling about, snake?" Ikki turned around, seeing the back of Naga Shiva, who was grinning to herself.

"I heard a funny rumor about that little cat. He's long been a pain on my side because apparently, when Athena found him...she had to gain his trust."