Neato

Chapter 71 : Eternal Renaissance

Neato and Amil, now one, stood tall in their new form. Their long, flowing white hair swayed gently in the breeze as they gazed down at their hands. Their skin, pale and soft like marble, gleamed in the sunlight. Their eyes, now a deep, radiant blue, reflected the endless sky above. They raised their hands towards the heavens, the gesture graceful and purposeful, and began to release the souls that Neato had absorbed over the years.

The souls floated upward like glowing orbs of light, illuminating the sky in a dazzling display. Each one shimmered, transforming into the shape of a human, returning to the world they had once inhabited.

"For all that has gone, will come back," Neato and Amil spoke as one, their voice calm and serene. "For life without hope is hollow. I have lived, I have seen, and in my heart, eternity resides."

The sky, now filled with these reborn souls, pulsed with energy. Time began to bend, to stretch and fold. Neato and Amil, now transcending both life and death, raised their hand higher, and the sky responded. Stars began to move in a dance, swirling at an incomprehensible pace, the sun and moon spinning around the earth as time rushed forward. Days turned to years, years to centuries, and all the while, humanity reformed.

Forests grew where there were once barren deserts, oceans swelled and shimmered under the brightening sky, and the once desolate landscape began to flourish with life. Humans worked together, their hands building homes, roads, towers that stretched towards the heavens. Cities rose from the earth like blossoms after a long winter, their lights shining with the vitality of a new age.

Neato and Amil, now watching from above, spoke again. "I will save the world. Every human will be protected by me, their souls will not cease. Generations will pass, and life will return, more vibrant than before."

Seventy-eight thousand years passed in a breath. Civilization flourished once again. The sound of laughter, of voices shouting in joy, filled the air. Cars zoomed through cities, trees swayed in parks, and children played by rivers that sparkled with purity. The world, once lost to despair, had been reborn.

Neato and Amil looked around, taking in the sight of the world they had restored. They marveled at the trees that stretched tall into the sky, at the rivers that wound through vast cities. They listened to the hum of human life, a symphony of hope and energy.

"I am Pato," they said, their voice now filled with both contentment and purpose.

Pato, the new form of Neato and Amil, soared through the air, flying across the earth with a sense of awe. They flew over oceans, deserts, forests, and cities, watching as life thrived in every corner. The humans below went about their lives, unaware of the protector watching over them, but Pato felt every heartbeat, every breath. They felt the pulse of life as it surged across the earth.

"I will protect all of them," Pato whispered to themselves, their voice soft but unwavering. "Even if it's for eternity."

And with that, Pato landed atop a mountain, overlooking a vast, beautiful forest. The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden glow over the trees below. Birds flew through the sky, their wings catching the last rays of light as they soared toward the horizon. Pato smiled, the first true smile they had ever known, and sat down on the peak.

The world was alive again. And for now, that was enough.

THE END

THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR SUPPORT , I REALLY APPRECIATE EVERYONE OF YOU , BUT THIS IS WHERE THE JOURNEY ENDS FOR NEATO. AGAIN THANK YOU ALL AND HAVE A BLESSED DAY