The Greatest Crisis: Hope VS Despair - Enter The Rebirth Of Faith [WAR FOR AUSTRALIA : SPACE]

Many images were flaring throughout the mind of Shadin Yuudeshi as he made his flight throughout the blackened depths of space; leaving a trail of cosmic dust behind him during his journey. Gazing upon the sapphire mass of light that was the battle for Australia below him; one of the first things to surge through his mind: was this war truly worth it? Were the lives that were slain on this day suitable for the purposes of success he had so desperately thirsted to obtain on this black day in Earth's history? Had the effects that he birthed into the universe himself been worth what was to gain in this glory of triumph in this battle? In the position that he was in, these quandaries warranted all of the boundless processing power he yielded within that sacred mind of his. To mull over, to think over, to run on his conscious and to consume his entire being. If he so desired, the perception of time within this man's consciousness could be slowed to the grain of sand; having thousands upon thousands of years to contemplate this decision.

It was simply the nature, essence and embodiment which was the mind that had been so amply dubbed "The Mind of God". This brilliant brain that The Beast of Karakura possessed held within its depths the potential, the possibility and most of all, the HOPE itself to very well bring forth and enact change the world for the better. This promising future that was held within his hands was meant to chart the planet off its course of self destruction and revert it back to the era of peace as he had so badly yearned for. Yet, like the yin and yang of the world, there was a much more sinister side to it as well. There was no wonder power in this universe, there was no miracle cure to ease the burdens of this planet and there was no way such an ability did not yield it's drawbacks.

If he was unable to master this unfathomable gift that was put into place and vested upon his being, the equal theory of it bringing into utter chaos and annihilation held a very real outcome over the horizon just as well; transcending from that of a blessing into a curse with his mishandling of it's power. Ergo, with all of this strain falling down on him for initiating such a clash of legends into one place, in many ways the weight of the whole world rested solely on his shoulders in this moment. It was his call that set forth the actions in motion throughout the continent, it was his decision that allowed for these people to be devoured by the clutches of war and it was his decision that sparked the calamity transpiring on this day. Therefore, in the wake of such a world altering choice, he had all the time in the world to seemly contemplate this series of many questions that plagued his mind like a rotten cancer.

There were certainly exceptional and wonderful events that had happened in the depths of this blackened war which were echoing in the back of his mind. All that had taken place throughout this colossal clash surely wasn't enveloped within the abyss of despair. It couldn't be, it shouldn't be and it wouldn't be within the consciousness of The Beast. Henceforth, as a consequence of this line of thinking, the man's mind was determined to silence the cries of his mind, ease the pangs his heart and force him to see the damned good in this life and what was worth fighting for. Thusly, one of this first of many things he reflected on what he obtained from all of this strife was that he was slowly but surely coming to an understanding about the love within himself.

Through his interaction with the likes of Kaito Yuudeshi, this was a testament to that fact. From the tears of blood shed between the two, the empathy within the man was steadily coming back to the surface. Sympathizing with him, desiring to assist this lad in the directionless void of resolve within the boy's will and attempting to guide the fellow Yuudeshi in such a fatherly way towards that which the Hacker of Karakura yearned for was more than satisfying for him. Certainly, through the kind hearted actions which The Beast of Karakura underwent in that conserving of souls, the bond forged between descendant and ancestor had been established. And through that series of events, the unlocking of the two's minds became all but unveiled. In part by the sychnozation of their Yuudeshi Drive; the pair would take back a heavy sense of purpose, the sentimental fact of compassion still rang within their spirit and the ultimate acceptance that they were more than just beast.

In that moment, through the uttering of words akin to "I love you", they were both simply and merely human. Despite all of the power behind the two, displacing the fact they were blessed with exceptional gifts; at the root of their origins, these men were mortal in nature and it was a sombering reminder that they needn't despair into the depths of sorrow for transforming themselves into monsters in the wake of The Beast's power; nor were they tools of weaponry to be so coldly used in Kaito's case. In this showing of adoration towards his fellow kin , the dawning of Shadin's affection was surely an event that had not taken place for many years following the depths of his mind being lost to this insatiable bloodlust.

Ah yes, reflecting upon the previous few years up until this point, the man's mind was utterly enveloped by this arrogance. Yet, even that situation, the formation of pride was purely the byproduct of his conscious attempting to cope with this agony by means of an inflated ego. It eased his sense of self, blinded the borders of his morals and ultimately immersed him deep within his quest for power to twistedly obtain that dream he had embed into the earth following the blowout of World War Three so many centuries ago. The vision of turning the reddened scars of his home back to it's original glory feeded into his goals; the vision of transforming this sphere from the tainted world it had morphed itself into proceeding the aftermath of such a long lasting war across it's surface. And in it's place, once again, the era of peace would be brought out through all that his heart had to give for his family, for those he loved and most of all: himself.

Thus, every opponent he crushed, all obstacles that he faced and any force that dared stood in his way were nothing more than stepping stones to producing this ambition into the world. The lost of himself, the blood across his hands and the blackened nature of his soul were all appropriate sacrifices to rid himself of this curse that consumed his every waking mind, being and life. To envelop himself within this all powering goal was to subdue the pain in his own mind, to tone out the own sorrows of his heart and place it all on the cross of hope to be given to others with the depth of his mind and it's gifts that it had to offer the world around him.

While many of those whom paid tribute to his actions during these past few years could associate them with the methods of a ruthless psychopathic killer through the shady deals he has made, the questionable choices he made for his strength and the merciless beatdowns he instilled within his opponents; at the root of this facade, past the mask of the beast and into the soul of The Yuudeshi laid a man who only sought out to find that happiness that had long since vanished in this blackened world. All around him the walls were closing in, the person who he was fading into that abyss of dread which consumed his spirit and the people he once cherished vanishing faster than his grasp on sanity. The sense of powerlessness, the beat of helpless that surged inside of him and mutter of weakness would all be dispelled as he claimed himself from the valley of despair and into the light of desire, passion and hope. To regain what he lost so many years ago, to piece together the fractions of that man he was so long ago and to rebuild this world in a new image were all that kept repeating within his mind as his willpower, longing and aspirations grew stronger in form of pounding held deep inside the man's chest.

And like a strike within the night, and a fright held inward towards the darkness; the banging of Australia's wrecking call screeched into the stillness of the endless vacuum held in the void of space. Something big was coming out, an overwhelming and dreadful burst of agony was springing forth and the challenge against despair would soon be brought forth to the now newly hopeful Beast of Karakura. Scanning the depth of the vicinity around the city of Melbourne, it was apparent that Claire wasn't going to be quiet about her return. Glancing towards the blinding rays of light in the direction that pointed to the Magnum of Existence, the futile attempts to annihilate it's whole core were all for not as he sensed the likes of Dr.Hebi and Zefonse Kaizame attempting to thwart it's creation.

Unfortunately, this sinister creation of The Rosary would only to be put back into construction all but too soon. Indeed, that was the nature of dealing with such a asinine power that lay within The Blood Queen's grasp. He knew it all too well from the many times that their paths have crossed with one another over the many centuries of their existence upon Earth. The Rosaries were a force that needed precise planning, cunning and power to match in order to overcome the threat they posed to the order of the world and this very existence that they live in. Yes, it's why he prepared himself so long for a day such as this where a threat such as them posed themselves to the safety of the world at large.

Thus, it meant that the brunt of this assault was going to definitely lay in the hands of The Beast. For the power that courses through his veins were a strength needed to counter the very essence of The Rosary Children. While they sought forth to destroy the construct of reality, the depth of Imaginary Computation sought to bring subjection upon that will and create that which doesn't existence into the universe. For, at the end of the day, The Mind of God possessed the abilities within it's capable grasp of transforming that which doesn't exist into the material plane and that served as the all the power he'd need to combat these spirits which should, by all means, not exist.

That simple logic would be more than enough to endure him through this very challenging battle. It wouldn't be a breeze by no means, but he'd get through this difficulty no matter what stood in his way. To pave forth the world he so longed of, the world he dreamed of for so many centuries and the world he put forth every ounce of his power to attain was not going to be put to an end by such a vile witch such as The Queen of Despair, Agony and Torment. It wouldn't happen, he wouldn't allow it and it was time to put himself into the flames of death, destruction and danger once again to raise his hand against her diabolical plans.

Thus, there was nothing but silence as The Beast of Karakura understood what his task was for the final duration of this showdown in Australia. Sensing the pulsation of an aura capable of annihilating the entire planet if it were to strike a landmass, The Yuudeshi Network instantly gave him notifications of this colossal threat. Halting his descendant to Earth, the release of this titanic blast generating from the city of Melbourne was on his utmost concentration. From this release of the Magnum of Existence, the extent of The Yuudeshi's undivided attention was going to consume this unholy force. No matter what happened, no matter who stood in the way; that ungodly beam of light could not make it's projected course.

Through the estimations automatically processed through The Yuudeshi Network as a whole, if it's path was indeed correct, there was a great chance of this tidal wave of destruction hitting the core of Venus and potentially obliterating that planet. While, in the process of doing so, many millions upon billions of lives who had expanded to stars would be put forth in danger; excluding the immense threat it posed if these chunks of that planet's rock were to be sent hurtling towards Earth or possibly even hitting the sun itself if it's projected trajectory were to be swayed away in any shape or form. As for that reason, this detrimental hazard could not be allowed to transpire and the margin for error was zero. Due to it's lethal effects on the cosmos and world at whole, The Beast of Karakura was going to impede the will of The Blood Queen once more on this day.

Weighing these critical thoughts heavily on his consciousness, there wasn't a single shred in his mind that he needed to act. It was time to put the depth of his abilities to the test. This was a worthy challenge to see how far The Yuudeshi Network as a whole had actually become. Through this impressive feat of power from that vile woman, the mass of artillery The Beast of Karakura had his disposal could properly be tested. Therefore, he'd take in all that his infrastructure had to offer in such a far away place. Thousands upon thousands of commands being given out; the circuits of his mind coming alive with sheer ideals, calculations and outcomes for what was about to transpire next. In a matter of moments, the entity of The Yuudeshi Network harmonized itself to the pulsation of Shadin's command.


From this instruction of the system, the resulting consequence caused the lone man in the void of space to become a as luminous as shining star within the heavens themselves. What had gone into effect was yet another profound growth based upon his need for power once again. For what potential was held in the grasp of his hands now were on par with his accursed archfoe, Kin Iramasha. Indeed, having free-reign to do what he desired with the Yuudeshi Network in the wake of such a catastrophic war, the entirety of this network was at his beck and call. In actuality, the depth of it's strength allowed him to reach this critical threshold without much restraint as alerts shot throughout the communication systems associated with this hive-like grid to warn all other personnel to stand down from this threat.

Letting out a soft sigh into the universe, The Yuudeshi allowed himself to become enveloped by an overwhelming white light. In a matter of nanoseconds, nearly instantly to the human eye, the man's entire body was engulfed within raw energy that radiated like the heat of the sun itself from it's raw intensity. Going out from this point onward, an immense pair of silver wings consumed by this force had stretched forth from The Beast's back; expanding for hundreds of miles in each direction soon afterward. Not too long after that point, the likes of a halo came into view above the head of The Yuudeshi as he started to let off an aura that was further grown into a brilliance that emitted holy, angelic and overall divine in nature within this blackened moment of despair that Claire Clixx, The Memory Rosary of Despair, had tried to inflict on the world.

There wasn't a doubt in his mind that this was going to be concluded here. The impending end of the Australian Conflict was coming to a conclusion all but too quickly. In the wake of all of the blood spilled for this desire, this ambition and purpose of overthrowing the Monsuta; the invoking of change throughout the world that the heroes of the planet could indeed sway the tides of fate to spin towards hope was overflowing within The Beast's veins, into the confines of his mind and embedding itself deep inside of his heart so that it could pump the strain of new spirit into the blue marble that was Earth. Thus, the grid of security protocols from the Yuudeshi Network were seen expanding off into space as it came alive with energy; giving off a wonderful flare of whitened energy within the cosmos of the Earth's skyline as it came to fruition with such crackling force. Before the plotted course of this planet annihilating blast had a chance to leave too far into the stretches of solar system, Shadin commanded the daunting reserves of energy associated with the network and within himself to withhold in place until he made his way towards catastrophic wave of extinction.

In this chain of events? What ensued afterward developed into an believeable bang to be echoed across every section of the planet below it. Quite possibly, this unveiling of might would silence everything within the Australian Conflict as the collision of these two forces was one unseen since the likes of Truth and Mana Asthavon had collided in the icy depths of the Antarctic one year ago. Portions of the Earth would soon transmit many sorts of earthquakes in the wake of such a ungodly power. Buildings throughout the living realm would sway side to side, openings in the earth throughout wastelands would soon begin to crackle open and many of the planets animals would begin taking shelter, screaming out to the skies and becoming all but fearful of this discharge of force.

In fact, many sorts of similar complications were noted to be arising throughout the globe in many sorts of uneased occurrences transpiring in the earth's ecosystem. Explosive lightning storms were noted to be unleashing across the identify of Earth's cities at an explosive rate; while the shockwaves from this impact was strong enough to shatter windows across hundreds of thousands of metropolis's throughout the globe. Volcano's started to erupt in the unveiling of such a force striking the Earth with unreflinetlying force; while the surge of wind was utterly violent above the depths of Australia and throughout many of the surrounding countries near it.

The waves of the ocean themselves became greatly uneven; coming alive with many sorts of tidal waves and burst of tsunami's in rare cases throughout the planet. The rush of this explosion seemed to even possess enough strength to temporarily bring down power grids throughout infrastructures that were not properly secured or correctly reinforced throughout Earth. So the depth, magnitude and overall power behind these two violent energies were utterly awe inspiring; taking out herds of asteroids, spacial debris and other hindrances in the void of space around them. For those on the moon were utterly blinded by this extremely bright shade of whiteness that overtook the darkness of their desolate rock that hovered in place.

It was a living testimony of what both The Hope of the World and The Despair Of Existence were capable of performing if their powers were indeed to clash like this once again in such a profound way. So all throughout the galaxy, from the sands of mars, to the grassy plains of Earth; all those would hear the call of this full force crash of hope and despair meshing forth into one contorted explosion; potentially even reaching into far corners of the Soul Society, the murky depths of Demon World, the shrouded midst of The Kokuryuteshi's realm and even the sacred lands of The Sugiura Realm would certainly know the caliber of threat in which these two forces posed to the stage at large in this ongoing war.

Nonetheless, through all of this, The Beast of Karakura remained unphased. This was the embodiment of his strength; the power behind an utter monster that those of the common people in the world rightfully feared. It was to be expected the unleashing of such a release was going to cause such a backlash of pure devastation. Through every ounce of his sweat, the flashes of recollections in the Yuudeshi's mind of enduring all of those tears shed and pushing his body, mind and spirit to the breaking point came flowing in. The materialization of his strength and The Yuudeshi Network's collective power were blossoming into something truly beautiful. All of the work, all of the efforts and all of the resources put into creating this dream of morphing the way the world was had been coming into reality and fully realizing the ceasing of The Magnum of Existences attack. While in no way did Shadin take for granted The Memory Rosary of despair's strength any longer, in the same sense would she no doubt attain a similar acknowledgement of The Beast's strength through his stopping of her attempts to impose hopelessness throughout the globe and beyond.

Certainly and undeniably, the will of The Yuudeshi's aura screamed rejection of this cruel existence. It uttered, hollered and roared such agony to never be thrusted out on to the planet once more. All beings throughout the four corners of the globe would feel this sensation of hope upon the horizon as the screams of this man's influential power constricted the hollow void of space and the sacred green dot that was Earth. This woman was not going to have her way with the planet, this war wasn't going to end in tragedy and with every ounce of his determination he'd crush the desire for Claire's unending hunger and need for despair upon the world. So moving like an utterly mad man, he'd burst across the depths of space itself and unbound himself from the atmosphere of Earth to free himself of it's gravitational pull and fling himself in the chasm of shadow's that was the bottomless extent of the void of the universe.

The Beast of Karakura's fangs filled to the brim with longing, faith and promise were all but descending upon the abomination of torture, anguish and suffering that was associated with this colossal orb that represented the embodiment of despair. The millions of miles that kept him away from that roar of annihilation were utterly nothing in this Shikai-Esque state powered by the full power of the Yuudeshi Network being directed into him. In no time at all, the immense distance that separated him from this assault against the sanctity of the world's sanity would be broken; dissipating the clutch The Memory Rosary of Despair tried to choke the planet with. Coming to a position of being in between the shield that held within its grasp the power of the full Yuudeshi Network hampering The Shinigami's attempts to have this thing phase through into the galaxy, The Beast of Karakura would find himself in the center of obliteration itself. Carrying a look filled to the brim with intention, he stared valiantly into this mass of meaningless destruction as if it were nothing more than another obstacle to hurdle to obtain that dream of his still beating so heavily within his heart; despite the fact that even in this waking moment he was up against such unbelievable odds.

Focusing intently on this incomprehensible object, for the first time in ages: he'd pray. Yes, The Beast of Karakura would put his faith to the test as the spirit of the man started to come full fold and Imaginary Computation was at work making his pleas to the universe come to reality. Deeply, earnestly and intensely; this man thrusted all of his hopes, all of his dreams, all of his suffering, all of his pain and every bit of adversity it took to reach the stage he caterporled himself into on this day into a full fledged attacked. He wished for nothing else, he wished for nothing else but this nightmare to be over with. To protect the ones who were more important to him than his life, to secure the ambitions he staked his very existence on.

Yes, this wicked beast of an angel was staking his utmost life on this bet. Putting his pain to the wayside, the blood which stained his soul had not tainted it to the point where he did not have a place to stand on in the realm of divine light which was angelhood. Indeed, it was not a simplistic performance as he screamed like aboriginal male in a primal rage. Through all of this yearning, it was not a show burst of power; it was something no other force could do: the ability to reject this despair outright. What was Shadin now? Was he a beast? A kind hearted person? A mere man? A Death God? Demon? An Angel? Was he that of miracles, or that of a curse? If you were to state the inquiry to Shadin, the simple response would be: "Is it not crystal clear? No other notions can describe this phenomena other than will. Will to end this strife, desire to bring an end this unending agony and ambition to bring about the change of hopefulness into the world for those I love so dearly. Yes, it's this love that gives my heart such will now."

Thus, with that lust overflowing within himself, Shadin was shattering every single chain of bondage that held him prisoner in this life. Nothing would limit him, no threat was too big to be fought, no sky was too far of touch for him to reach and the heavens themselves were within his sights. To save this planet, to save the place where he found hope; he'd hold his head as far into the fires of hell itself to protect it and tread down the path he so believed in with every fiber of his being screaming the tune of victory. Covering himself in the robes of faith, the screams and echoes of this man's utter passion became all but incomprehensible to any sort of earthly being at this point as they turned into the sounds of a true berserker.

The mass of radiant power seeping out of the silver flared man was being taken from all directions and being mercilessly tossed downwards into the weakening power of The Ball of Endless Despair. With no tricks up his sleeve, he conjured up an equal ball of whitened light at first, but with the power surging through him from the Yuudeshi Network and his own eternal power at this point, the angelic awakening within Shadin came to the surface and he soon overcame the blast as he let out one of his mightiest screams to date; seemly reaching the halls of existence itself by letting out a blood cluttering scream so loud that even the gods themselves may hear his plight.

However, in that moment, Shadin finally realized it once again. Even through these savage cries that pierced into the heart of the universe, a slight smile was seen coming into view across the male's lips. Why was that, one might asked? It's very basic in nature: he finally realized it....this is what it meant to protect something he loved. Seemly losing track of the entire reason he attained these powers, in that moment, a self-realization that the wealth of powers invested within him by the world, those who put forth the resources into his growth and the reason he treaded down this dark path was so that his powers could protect...not just blindly destroy.

It was all coming full circle to him. Looking back on what he's achieved in this war, the imagery of the kindness he instilled into the likes of even the wickedest of Demon's from Shadow Fall, a faint image of the demoness whom called herself Magnoila was even a testament of this new found direction in Shadin's heart. Through the resolve he found once again in the capital of Sydney, he vowed to alter this world for the better, make amends for the sins he caused in this lifetime and protect the dreams, hopes and desires of all those behind his back. If he was even able to pierce through the blackest of hearts that lay within Demon World, then it would just have to be repeated again at much higher intensity.

So, with those trusting thoughts guiding his heart, a full blown grin of elation overtook Shadin's face as he faced the ethereal despair of the Blood Queen with a smile at hand. Immediately after this beam of happiness cracked across his lips? The two colossal objects were seen being projected upwards into the endless night sky to be consumed into a white hole tearing open in the fabric of reality by Shadin's desire. It was large enough to even consume the likes of Earth and there was an all blinding golden light filled within every center of it. In the wake of this, thousands of comets were being obliterated; while sparks from the concussion of energy were descending to Earth; alibet they'd be nothing but harmless burst of heat by the time they descended into the Earth's gravitational pull and phased through the atmosphere; transforming themselves into countless shooting stars to beam across all of the planet's skies.

Clenching his fist with the utmost of will, the explosions that resulted may even be heard into the depths of The Soul Society and Hueco Mundo; for this was an interdimensional level of cataclysm based from the two's collision. If allowed to detonate in the world around them, it may very well take out two and half planets with the combined forces of Claire Clixx and the Semi-Angelic Shadin's power clashing with one another. Hence, the solution was to easily enough to have them destroy a false existence entirely comprised by Imaginary Computation. Yes, through it's untold power, a vast verse filled with nothing but a white and golden void would take the brunt of these two blast as it all but swiftly patched itself up and ended its brief lifetime into this world; causing the depths of space to transition back into it's quiet state of mind as the climax of this war had finally came to past. Thanks to the might of Imaginary Computation, the threat of total annihilation of this existence was nulled as it's capacities more than striped that potential away from Claire's attack.



With the whirring of his electrode collar coming to an end, the holy light that once engulfed The Yuudeshi had all but dissipated in this release of that angelic form; resulting in the release of mounds of sweat from his being after such a colossal feat of power. Thankfully, he still had enough stamina within him to preserve a spell around his body to convert his energy into an oxygen-like mask through means of Imaginary Computation crafting an invisible layer around his mouth that served to sustain his life through space. Which...became an enlightening moment to him. Prior to his entrance to this fierce battle, he had began to easen the shield around himself that allocated the creation of oxygen to be made; as his original intent was to tread forward back into Australia before that dawn of Claire's assault began. As a result, his mind was quick at work analyzing just what in the world had occurred. During the duration of his assault, the estimates from The Yuudeshi Network pitted Shadin as a otherworldly being not categorized in it's systems; leaving the database to assume he briefly achieved a state of holy being like it had so desired for so many years.

Chuckling to himself, had that been the personal reality change he required to unlock such a burst of sheer power? Only time would have the answer to that question he had never before felt a burst of power like that; not even during his bankai. There were certainly going to be many questions posed over the year as to what transpired within Shadin, but his exhaustion was certainly settling in as his vision became briefly blurred with his breathing becoming more labored. The mysteries behind that source of power would come later as he watched the last of his tremendous wings descending to earth like the space debris these colossal attacks turned to sunder. A firestorm of shooting stars were noted as constantly falling throughout the globe; sending signs of a hope for the future in some cultures throughout the planet, yet sending an ominous sign of worse events to come in others.

In the perception of The Beast, though, it could only be a symbolism of hope for that is the emotion that echoed throughout his body, mind and soul as he eased off from the pressures of this war. Sensing the dulling of powers even from this great of a vantage point, the finale of this war was coming to a pass as the sapphire hued barrier around the continent of Australia started to heavily dull and fizzly out from the high rate of power being harnessed by The Yuudeshi Network. Coughing heavily for a bit, even through all of this strain on his body, nothing but a smile could crack from The Albino Male's face. Why was that? It was the sensation of having saved the world once more; even if it was just for a brief period of time before the next war. It had been many centuries since the relief of that presence chilled throughout the man's body. For the assault Claire waged certainly enough to destroy this planet, yet he was able to impede this will of Despair and bring about Hope to reality instead of endless sorrow like The Blood Queen so obviously yearned for.

Alas, though, like the falling rocks of the heavens themselves, Shadin's time to descend back to Earth soil was at hand. Letting his body freefall back to the Earth, a softened sigh exhaled from his lips as he descended towards a projected course that would lead him back into the depths of Sydney. However, to prevent himself from being transformed into a mush of cooked flesh, a highly potent barrier was placed around the male's body to withstand re-entry into the Earth's atmosphere; pulsating a levels stronger than the barrier which enveloped the likes of Karakura Central within it's protection. Closing his eyes as he made his unreal flight back to the blue skies of the Earth, Shadin understood that this war was still not over by a long shot; but most certainly the final acting was coming upon them. Pulling in data from the Yuudeshi Network, he'd begin to analyze everything he needed in order to make his final decision on this stance and proceed with the aftermath of this Australian Conflict by the time he'd each the outlands of Sydney.

So much like the falling stars around him, Shadin lit up like a golden comet trail and streaked across the skies of Australia as he started his entry back into his home world. What lay ahead of him? Only fate herself could say that much. How this war would be perceived would be up to the final addressing call of Shadin as he prepared to make his closing curtain act on this battle now that the worse of it's brutality was surely coming to an end. Thus, he'd utilized the sensors from the Yuudeshi Network link his vision to the shooting stars around Earth to make a final wish: a wish for a new future. A future where the era of peace could at last be brought about and the agony that plagues his soul would be put to a rest in this wake. No matter how dark the road would be in the actions that it would take this achieve this goal, Shadin was willing to place his whole faith into the universe to bless him with this dream.

And with that, he'd emerge back into the upper limits of the troposphere to begin his final task in the Australian War: ending this mess of a battle once and for all. In this series of endless battles within the clash of Australia, the brawl between Hope and Despair was over and for now.....hope would be victorious.