The Battle 18.2

His expression changed. The earth had given him a sign, and he lifted his eyes to the night sky and fixed them on the full moon. "No matter what I do, humanity and its desires will never be truly separated. What I've done today is only a temporary solution. In the end, chaos will return as long as people are ruled by their desires."

Ignatius closed his eyes in despair. What use was infinite magic if he couldn't save the world from its inevitable collapse? He couldn't live forever. He couldn't protect the world forever. And so...

Ignatius' eyes opened again, now glimmering with a faint hope. Perhaps, if he could store his magical power in something, there might still be a way to preserve peace in the world for the ages to come.

Full moon, Ignatius whispered in his heart as a glimmer of hope filled his mind. I entrust to you all that I am.

Ignatius prepared himself. He steeled his resolve, took a deep breath, and quieted the thoughts that swirled with endless p