Remnant's Protectors

Unite Life

Iron POV

We all watch in horror as Creator falls to the ground. I land next to him, holding him in my arms. I look at his wound which bleeds light.

Iron: "Hey, come on. Stay with me. We need you if we're gonna win this thing."

I lightly shake him to try and keep him awake.

Creator: "Iron..."

Iron: "Yeah. Yeah I'm here."

Creator: "Noctis... is chaos. Chaos hates harmony."

Iron: "I don't understand. What're you talking about?"

Creator raises his hand which glows. He then lays it on my chest. That glow seeps into me.

Creator: "Noctis thrives on dismantling and dividing. To beat him you must be what he despises."

That glow on my chest fades.

Creator: "Life is a beautiful web. All that resides in it is deeply intertwined to each other. Bound by the thread of creation. Noctis wants to severe that thread. Do not let him. Protect the thread, unite life. Beat... Noctis."

His body fades into specks of light. I look around as everyone continues to fight for their lives. My gaze then shifts up to Noctis. Anger rises within me. I aim my palm blaster at him, ready to fire. But that's when I replay Creator's last words.

Iron: "Life is a web."

I look at all the heroes I study how they fight and help each other gain just a little bit more ground.

Iron: "Deeply intertwined. Bound by the thread of creation."

I look at Noctis. Not with anger. But realization.

Iron: "Unite life. Beat Noctis."

3rd POV

Glowing threads of light spiderweb out from Iron. They slither through the villains and attach to each hero. They fade into light that travel through the threads of light and into Iron. Noctis stares down, starring at the sight before him. Iron curls up into a ball before being engulfed in a cocoon of light.

The light explodes outwards, blinding everyone but Noctis. When the light fades we no longer see Iron. Instead we see an entirely new being. Their skin is fair. Their hair as white as snow but eyes are crimson red. They wear black pants akin to what monks wear, a strap going under the middle of their foot. Finally, ancient and unknown symbols adorn their exposed entire torso.

Noctis: *aims sword* "Kill him."

The villains rush at the new fighter. But they reel back their hands before slamming them together in a clap. The shockwave of which makes all of the charging villains evaporate into nothingness.

Noctis: "Impressive."

He floats down to the ground.

Noctis: "Who are you?"

???: "I am the collection of every hopes and dreams found within the multiverse. I embody the harmony of life. I am... Legion."

Noctis: "So you're Creator's champion. I once had my own, Deus. But he was dumb. Wanted fear and respect. And in the end all he got was himself killed. Perhaps the next one will serve me better."

Legion: "There won't be a next time."

Noctis: "Oh you sweet simple child. You have no idea how wrong you are."

In a flash Noctis brings his sword down on Legion. Legion raises his hand, engulfing it in Grimm goo that hardens. he sword makes contact and shatters into thousands of pieces. Legion reels back his other hand which vibrates at light speed. He then sends it crashing through Noctis' chest.

Noctis: "Try harder."