Arc 3: Tree of Imaginary Numbers
Chapter 1 – The Next Mission Signal
The Wakandan night was calm after weeks of war. Everyone was still recovering, training, and reinforcing their new powers, when suddenly—
A golden ripple appeared before every member of the Chat Group.
[System]: Attention. The next mission has been chosen. Target World: [Tree of Imaginary Numbers – Honkai Branches].
[System]: Warning – Signs indicate the Lord God Space has left traces within this world. A transmigrator may be active.
The broadcast erupted immediately.
Himiko (HSR): "Tch. I knew it… It had to be my world sooner or later."
Kiana (Parallel): "Tree of Imaginary Numbers? That's… huge. Not just one path—it's multiple universes branching together."
Thor: "Another corrupted star to purify, then."
Tony: "Great. From gods and superheroes… to space trains. My tech's going to need an update."
Natasha: (serious) "If there's a transmigrator again, this could be worse than Marvel."
Bruce: "Transmigrators… unpredictable variables. We need plans."
Hestia (Danmachi): "Imaginary… tree? This is going beyond divine domains…"
Hermes: (smirking) "A multiverse of branching fates. The stakes climb higher."
Neo felt his chest tighten. The Cocoon pulsed again—stronger, louder.
"Seraphina…" he whispered internally.
"Yes," Manas: Seraphina replied. "The Cocoon is resonating with the Tree itself. Adaptation progress is accelerating. But beware—the branches intertwine countless fates. And a transmigrator hidden within could destabilize the entire structure."
[System]: Mission Objective: Investigate Stellaron corruption within the branches. Purify corrupted zones. Identify and neutralize transmigrator interference.
[System]: Rewards: Distributed upon success. Penalties: Failure may collapse entire branches of the Tree of Imaginary Numbers.
The room grew silent. Even the newly joined Avengers were grim.
Steve: "Then we do what we always do. Prepare. Adapt. Fight together."
Wanda: "If Stellaron corruption spreads across branches… the damage could echo through countless worlds."
Clint: "Doesn't matter how big the enemy. We stick together, we win."
Neo finally spoke, hand resting on his evolving weapon.
"Then it's decided. We'll march into the branches of Imaginary Numbers—and make sure the Lord God Space pays for every world it's touched."
The golden ripple flared brighter, beginning to carve a pathway to the Astral Express… and beyond, toward the countless branches of fate.
The third mission… had begun.
✨ End of Arc 3 – Chapter 1 ✨
(For readers: Arc 3 is rooted in the Tree of Imaginary Numbers, starting with the Honkai: Star Rail branch, but hinting at potential Post-Honkai connections. The transmigrator's shadow looms once again…)
dive straight into the Astral Express meeting + first corruption signs,
Arc 3: Tree of Imaginary Numbers
Chapter 2 – Strategy Across the Branches
The Chat Group HQ shimmered into form—a neutral dimension the system created so members could plan without risking their respective worlds.
Avengers, Danmachi gods, Kiana, Himiko, and the other members sat around a massive table. The mission briefing still glowed above them:
Target World: Tree of Imaginary Numbers – Honkai Branches
Silence hung for a moment before Tony broke it.
"So… space trains, stars that eat worlds, and corruption spreading across dimensions? Sounds like a great Tuesday."
Thor grinned. "A worthy challenge. Though I admit, I prefer my battles on solid ground rather than cosmic rails."
Bruce adjusted his glasses. "The Tree of Imaginary Numbers itself… If we destabilize even one branch, the collapse could cascade."
Natasha leaned forward. "Then we'll assign roles carefully. Containment, rescue, purification. Same as before—but on a cosmic scale."
Team Assignments
• Neo & Seraphina: Lead Purification & Heavy Assault.
• Avengers (Thor, Wanda, Tony, Natasha, Steve, Clint, Bruce): Split across squads—containment, defense, and supporting purification.
• Kiana & Himiko: Specialized Honkai-world insight & corruption detection.
• Danmachi gods: Strategic support, blessing reinforcement.
But Neo leaned back, arms crossed, visibly frustrated.
"...You know what bothers me?" he muttered.
Everyone turned to look.
Neo sighed, eyes narrowing.
"This mission is about Honkai Star Rail. Fine. But the Tree of Imaginary Numbers isn't just that. It connects countless worlds. And if that's true…" His gaze drifted to Kiana. "…then even Honkai Impact 3rd. The world where I reincarnated. The one where you live, Kiana. It might be dragged into this mess too."
The room went quiet. Kiana stiffened, her usual warmth replaced by a flicker of unease.
"…Neo," she whispered, "you think my world…?"
Neo clenched his fists. "I have a bad feeling. The corruption, the way the Tree resonates with me… and especially HSR. I don't know why, but every time I hear its name, it feels like something's crawling under my skin."
Seraphina's calm voice filled his mind.
"That is because your Cocoon is resonating with the Tree's deeper laws. You are sensing… a path that has not yet fully awakened."
Neo scowled.
"Don't tell me it's another 'fate' I can't escape."
The others exchanged uneasy looks.
Steve: "Then we prepare for it, whatever it is. No more surprises catching us off guard."
Wanda: "…But if he's right, the corruption could be bigger than just this branch."
Tony: "And if the Lord God Space is gambling with something that vast, then yeah, we're in for another nightmare."
Himiko finally spoke up, her voice sharp.
"Whatever Neo's feeling… he's probably not wrong. The Tree doesn't branch for nothing. Every path is alive. And if something's trying to push him toward one…" She paused, staring at Neo. "You'd better be ready, because falling down the wrong branch means you'll never come back."
Neo muttered under his breath:
"…Fallen Aeon… that's what it feels like."
No one missed the tension in his tone.
Mission Foreshadowing
The system's voice interrupted, cutting through the tension.
[System]: Preparations complete. Gateway to the Astral Express ready. Mission deployment in T-minus 24 hours.
[System]: Warning – Transmigrator interference confirmed. Identity unknown. Remain cautious.
Neo stood, his weapon pulsing faintly with Void energy.
"Fine. Then when we set foot on that train, we'll be ready for whatever comes. Aeons, Stellaron, transmigrators… doesn't matter."
But his eyes lingered on the mission display.
Inside, he already knew—this wasn't just another battle.
The Tree of Imaginary Numbers was calling to him.
And something in that call felt like the beginning of his descent.
✨ End of Arc 3 – Chapter 2 ✨
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Arc 3: Tree of Imaginary Numbers
Chapter 3 – Boarding the Astral Express
The Chat Group's gateway expanded, shimmering like liquid starlight, before stabilizing into a portal. On the other side, a majestic silver train surged across the cosmic ocean—the Astral Express.
Neo stepped through first, Seraphina's voice steady in his mind, followed by the entire group. Avengers armed and ready, Kiana calm but alert, Zhongli dignified, Danmachi allies sharp-eyed—and at the front, Himiko (HSR), her crimson coat flowing as if she'd been waiting to return.
The Reunion Shock
They materialized inside the passenger car. Warm light, bookshelves, and the soft hum of the Express greeted them.
March 7th blinked, froze—then gasped.
"H-Himiko?!"
Dan Heng's spear lowered slightly, disbelief flickering in his eyes.
Welt adjusted his glasses, staring. "…Impossible. You vanished without a trace. And now—"
Himiko smiled faintly, though there was an edge of guilt.
"It's… a long story. But yes, it's me. Not exactly the Himiko you knew… but still your Himiko."
March 7th teared up, rushing forward. "We thought—we thought we lost you forever!"
The Chat Group members gave them space, watching quietly. Even Thor folded his arms respectfully.
Neo's Blunt Interruption
Neo broke the silence, his tone sharp.
"Touching reunion, but we don't have time to unwrap the drama. Corruption doesn't wait for hugs."
March 7th puffed her cheeks. "Rude!"
Tony chuckled. "He's right though. We didn't come all this way for tea parties."
The train shook. Outside the window, black cracks tore across the starfield—like shattered glass spreading across the void.
Seraphina's voice echoed within Neo's mind.
"Confirmed: localized Corruption Anomaly detected. Small scale, but escalating."
Corruption Strikes
From the cracks, twisted beasts of starlight and shadow emerged—snarling, malformed creatures born of corrupted Imaginary energy.
Steve's shield snapped into place. "Battle formation, now!"
Assignments flowed naturally:
• Frontline: Thor, Hulk, Steve, Natasha
• Ranged & Support: Tony, Clint, Wanda
• Purification Core: Neo, Seraphina, Kiana, Himiko (HSR), Zhongli
The Astral Express crew looked stunned at how smoothly this massive group moved as one.
Hulk grinned, leaping out the train door mid-motion. "Finally—something to hit that ain't glass!"
The Fight
Lightning cracked as Thor cleaved through two beasts. Hulk slammed another into shards of starstuff. Wanda's chaos energy intertwined with Seraphina's purification fields, stabilizing the battlefield.
Neo dashed forward, Void blade in hand, Cocoon pulsing faintly under his skin. With each strike, his Nihility energy resonated with the corruption, breaking it down layer by layer.
Kiana's stigmata shone bright, cleansing corrupted fragments into pure light.
Himiko raised her firearm, crimson flames spiraling in harmony with Neo's strikes.
But the cracks widened—this was no random breach. The corruption was probing, testing their strength.
Aftermath
The last creature dissolved into purified starlight. But outside, the cracks lingered, pulsing ominously.
Himeko (Astral Express) exhaled slowly, staring at her counterpart.
"…I don't fully understand. But if you've brought these people, then whatever this corruption is… it's bigger than we thought."
Welt nodded gravely. "If it connects to the Imaginary Tree, then it threatens not just us—but every world tied to it."
Neo clenched his weapon, eyes narrowed at the lingering cracks. His Cocoon pulsed again, harder.
"…Yeah. And it's looking straight at me."
The Astral Express had gained new allies—but also new risks. And the corruption had just declared war.
✨ End of Arc 3 – Chapter 3 ✨
Arc 3: Tree of Imaginary Numbers
Chapter 4 – The New Trailblaze
The Calm After Battle
The Astral Express glided smoothly across the starrails, the corrupted anomaly sealed behind them. The lounge buzzed with the sound of voices—relieved, curious, but still cautious.
March 7th couldn't help but stare at the newcomers. Thor's thunderous presence, Natasha's sharp gaze, Bruce and Hulk managing to exist side by side, and Steve's calm authority—it was overwhelming.
"Wow… the actual Avengers are here. This is like meeting storybook heroes!" March said in awe.
Tony smirked. "Careful, kid. Too much flattery and I might start charging autographs."
"Do people even pay for—?" March tilted her head.
"Moving on," Natasha cut in smoothly, hiding her own smile.
The group laughed lightly, the tension fading into something warmer.
Himiko's Return
Welt finally turned to Himiko, his expression steady but searching.
"Himiko. You vanished. We thought you were gone forever. How…?"
The red-haired woman lowered her eyes briefly before meeting his.
"The corruption stole me. I was dragged out of the Express, into something beyond. The Chat Group… saved me. They gave me strength, clarity. I carry their bond now. And I swear—I'll never leave the Express again."
Dan Heng's eyes softened, his composure cracking for just a second. March wiped at her eyes before grinning.
"You better not. Next time we'll chain you to the train."
Himiko laughed softly, a sound that eased some of the heaviness.
"…Thank you. All of you."
Introductions Across Worlds
Neo finally sighed, stepping forward.
"Alright, let's do this properly. Everyone, meet the Chat Group. Kiana's from my home universe. Zhongli, master of geo and wisdom. You've already met Himiko. And then the Avengers—Steve, Tony, Natasha, Thor, Hulk, and Clint."
Steve nodded politely. Natasha gave her trademark smirk. Hulk waved awkwardly with a hand that nearly knocked over a lamp.
Kiana added warmly, "We may come from different worlds, but we fight for the same cause—to protect life, to stop the corruption."
March gasped, eyes wide. "So… you're like the ultimate multiverse team-up?!"
Clint smirked. "Guess that makes you our support crew."
"Hey!" March puffed her cheeks.
The Cocoon Awakens
As laughter echoed through the carriage, Neo suddenly froze. His chest burned. The Cocoon of the End pulsed violently, cracks of golden-white light racing across his skin.
"Neo?!" Kiana grabbed his arm.
Seraphina's voice echoed in his mind.
"Adaptation: 95%… Synchronization complete. The Cocoon has reached threshold. Aeon Ascension protocol… initiated."
Neo dropped to one knee, struggling to breathe as energy surged like a tidal wave. The Astral Express itself groaned, as though the starrails recognized the birth of something monumental.
The Ascension
Golden trails of endless roads unfurled behind him, stretching across galaxies, timelines, and branches of the Imaginary Tree itself.
Welt's eyes widened. "This… this is the pressure of an Aeon."
Neo rose slowly, the Cocoon shattering into radiant fragments that dissolved into starlight. His eyes burned like twin stars, his voice carrying not only to those present, but through the very rails that connected worlds.
"Akivili has fallen. But the journey cannot end.
I am the path reborn. I am the blaze that forges ahead.
From this moment—I am the Aeon of Trailblaze."
The declaration shook the Imaginary Tree itself. The Express crew, the Avengers, even distant Chat Group members watching the broadcast, all felt the resonance.
Aftershock
The divine radiance dimmed, leaving faint glowing marks across Neo's skin—symbols of the Path. He was still himself, yet more.
Kiana steadied him, voice trembling. "…Neo. Are you—still you?"
He managed a breathless smirk. "Yeah. Just… me. With a cosmic promotion."
Tony whistled low. "Perfect. As if he wasn't already the MVP, now he's literally the god of road trips."
March whispered to Welt, "S-so does this mean he's… our new Conductor?"
Himiko smiled faintly, her eyes shining. "No. He's the one who carries the path forward. Akivili's legacy… continues."
The Trail Ahead
Neo clenched his fist, gazing out at the endless stars.
"If the Lord God Space dared to corrupt the Tree of Imaginary Numbers… then this was never just about worlds or timelines. It's bigger. And now, with this power… I'll make sure we blaze through every obstacle."
The Astral Express crew straightened with renewed determination. The Avengers exchanged nods, recognizing both the weight and hope of Neo's ascension.
The Path of Trailblaze was not dead. It burned brighter than ever.
✨ End of Chapter 4 – The Aeon of Trailblaze ✨
Arc 3: Tree of Imaginary Numbers
Chapter 5 – Redefining the Path
The Weight of Newfound Divinity
The Astral Express drifted silently through the void, stars streaking like silver threads across its windows. For once, there was no urgency, no corruption anomaly gnawing at reality. It was a moment of stillness—the calm before the blaze of future battles.
Neo stood in the observation car, his hand resting lightly against the glass. The mark of the Aeon glowed faintly across his skin, golden trails shifting like living constellations.
Seraphina's voice hummed inside him.
"Your adaptation has reached completion. All Herrscher fragments within your soul—unlocked. Integrated. You now wield their powers at their full potential, harmonized under Trailblaze."
Neo exhaled, and at once, flames, ice, thunder, void, domination of consciousness, collapse energy, and even the Herrscher of Finality's overwhelming authority rippled around him before fading back into silence.
Tony, watching from a corner, muttered, "So basically… he's a Swiss army knife of apocalypse-level powers now. Good to know."
Redefining Trailblaze
The crew, Avengers, and Chat Group members gathered around as Neo turned to them, his voice steady yet resonant with something larger than himself.
"Akivili's Trailblaze was about one thing—moving forward. But that path was too narrow. Too vulnerable. That's why it ended in death."
His eyes flared golden, the air trembling.
"I will redefine the Trailblaze—not just as a path forward, but as a path that transcends."
The Astral Express groaned, rails of Imaginary Numbers shuddering as Neo's will reshaped the very concept of the Path.
• Time bent like a stream in his hands.
• Space unfolded into infinite roads.
• Fate splintered into choices, all blazing toward possibility.
• Gravity, life, death, wisdom, knowledge, technology, nihility, and more—all became threads woven into the Trail.
No longer bound to a singular concept, Trailblaze now expanded endlessly, embracing every force of existence.
March gasped, gripping her camera tightly. "That's… that's not just an Aeon. That's something new."
Welt adjusted his glasses, his composure cracking. "No… it is still Trailblaze. But no longer limited to Akivili's vision. This is freedom."
The Humanity of an Aeon
Neo clenched his fist, voice softening.
"I refuse the curses of other Aeons. I will not become a hollow concept, nor lose myself to divinity. No 'chains of Path,' no detachment, no cold inevitability."
His gaze swept across them all—Kiana's determined smile, Himiko's relieved warmth, Steve's steady loyalty, Natasha's sharp focus, Thor's burning pride, Tony's unyielding spark, Hulk's inner calm, and the others watching through the live broadcast.
"I will walk this path as a human. With humanity intact. With all of you beside me. Trailblaze will not be a lonely road. It will be a path for everyone who dares to step forward."
The words carried weight deeper than cosmic authority—they carried conviction, the kind that touched even the roots of the Imaginary Tree.
The Glance That Burned
Neo turned his eyes to the Astral Express itself. The carriages seemed to glow brighter, as if the train itself recognized him. Then he looked to the Chat Group window flickering beside him, where countless members from different worlds watched, cheering, crying, laughing.
"You've already walked with me this far," Neo thought, "and now… we'll walk further. Beyond galaxies, beyond fates, beyond endings."
A soft warmth spread, as if each member—Avengers, Express crew, and distant allies—felt a step forward together. The Path of Trailblaze no longer belonged to one Aeon. It belonged to all who dared to journey.
Resolution
Zhongli finally broke the silence, his calm voice cutting through.
"…This is no longer simply power. You've redefined a principle of the cosmos itself. You carry it with humanity—and thus, you carry it without limit."
Kiana grinned fiercely. "Then let's test it. No matter what the Lord God Space throws at us—we'll walk with you."
Himiko raised her glass, eyes shimmering. "To the new Trailblaze. To the path without end."
And as laughter and voices filled the Express once more, Neo felt it—this was no longer just his burden. It was a journey they would share, blazing into the unknown.
✨ End of Chapter 5 – Redefining the Path ✨
(Neo unlocks full Herrscher powers, redefines the Trailblaze to encompass all forces of existence, and removes the "Aeon disadvantages," making him a free Aeon full of humanity. Ends with determination to lead everyone—Avengers, Express, and Chat Group—further into the endless path.)
Arc 3: Tree of Imaginary Numbers
Chapter 6 – Calm Before Chaos: Testing the New Trailblaze
Astral Express Training Ground
The Express rattled quietly across rails of Imaginary Numbers, the stars bending into dreamlike streams outside.
Inside, however, chaos reigned.
Neo stood at the center of the training car, golden trails of the redefined Path of Trailblaze radiating from him. Against him were no fewer than Wanda, Thor, Natasha, Bruce, Kiana, Himiko, and even Steve—all sparring in turns, pushing their powers to their limit.
"Come on, Neo!" Thor bellowed, lightning crashing against the golden pathways. "Show me this new Aeon might!"
Neo smiled faintly and simply gestured. The lightning split into trails, weaving into stars, then harmlessly dispersing.
"Thor, you'll need to do better than that. Trailblaze now adapts to everything—even the forces of gods."
Wanda smirked, raising her hand. Scarlet Chaos surged, twisting space—only for Neo to step forward, dispersing it into harmless motes.
"The Path is no longer linear," Neo said calmly. "Every possibility can be redirected."
Seraphina whispered in his mind:
"Adaptation at 100%. Stress test successful. You can wield all Herrscher powers seamlessly. But remember—true mastery requires real battles, not just sparring."
The Astral Express Transformed
Later, Pom-Pom waddled into the engine room, arms crossed. "Pom-Pom doesn't like you messing with the Express without permission…"
Neo knelt, smiling. "Don't worry, Pom-Pom. I'm not messing with it—I'm harmonizing it."
Golden trails spread from Neo's hand into the train itself. The Astral Express shook, humming with power. The hull gleamed as if reforged in starfire, the rails beneath expanded, branching endlessly.
• Durability: Reinforced by Multidimensional Barriers.
• Mobility: Able to cross timelines, universes, and even Nihility gaps without strain.
• Purification Systems: Trailblaze pathways laced through the carriages, able to shield all passengers from corruption.
• Engine Core: Now linked directly to Neo's Aeon authority, powered not just by Imaginary Numbers—but by the concept of progress itself.
Pom-Pom blinked, jaw hanging. "...Pom-Pom supposes… this is acceptable."
Himiko chuckled softly. "The Express has always carried people toward tomorrow. But now, it feels like it could carry the entire cosmos."
Chat Group Banter
[Tony]: So basically, we're riding a multiversal tank now.
[Wanda]: Tank? More like a divine ark.
[Kiana]: Hehe, not bad, Neo. You've turned the train into a Herrscher-proof fortress.
[Natasha]: Or a warship disguised as a passenger ride.
[Pom-Pom]: IT IS STILL A TRAIN.
[Neo]: …Yes, Pom-Pom. Still a train.
Laughter filled the chat, easing the tension of what was to come.
Factions React
Far beyond, whispers spread.
• The Genius Society: Their researchers froze mid-experiment as sensors screamed. "A… a new Aeon signature?! Not possible! Akivili is dead!"
• The IPC (Interastral Peace Corporation): Executives sat in silence, eyes narrowed. "A new Aeon means instability. Or opportunity. The market must be prepared."
• The Xianzhou Alliance: High elders gathered. "Trailblaze lives again. If this Path is redefined, then perhaps immortality's stagnation may finally be broken…"
• The Antimatter Legion: Hordes stirred uneasily. Their commanders hissed, "The flame of another Aeon has risen. We must extinguish it before it spreads."
• Aeons Themselves:
• Nanook rumbled with laughter. "So… another challenger steps onto the cosmic stage. I wonder how long before his flames burn out."
• Yaoshi whispered in envy. "To carry humanity and divinity together… impossible… and yet…"
• Elio smirked faintly. "A new script begins. And this one… is unreadable."
The cosmos shifted, and the balance of paths trembled.
Closing Scene
Back on the Express, Neo gazed out the window. The stars seemed closer than ever, roads of light unfurling endlessly.
"Training's over," he said softly. "The Path is ready. But so are the enemies waiting to snuff it out."
Steve stepped forward, resolute. "Then let's blaze forward. Together."
The Express horn blared, rails igniting with golden fire. The path of tomorrow awaited.
✨ End of Chapter 6 – Calm Before Chaos: Testing the New Trailblaze ✨
(Neo stress-tests Trailblaze in sparring, enchants the Astral Express into a multiversal fortress, the crew bonds, and across the cosmos factions react to the impossible—a new Aeon of Trailblaze, human and divine, free of chains. The stage is set for the first major HSR-world battle.)
Arc 3: Tree of Imaginary Numbers
Chapter 7 – First Stop: The Corrupted World
The Arrival
The Astral Express roared across the rails of Imaginary Numbers, finally slowing as the golden tracks bent toward a darkened star.
Outside the windows, a once-lush world now lay drenched in corruption. Forests had turned into writhing black spires, oceans festered with crimson scars, and the skies boiled with twisted storm clouds.
Pom-Pom tightened their grip on the console. "Pom-Pom doesn't like this… Pom-Pom doesn't like this one bit…"
Neo stood at the front, expression firm.
"This is it. Our first stop. Our first chance to prove that Trailblaze is more than just survival—it's salvation."
Touchdown
The Express extended its newly reforged barriers and anchored on the planet's surface. The group disembarked:
• Neo, with Seraphina's golden light circling him.
• The Avengers, standing shoulder to shoulder. Wanda and Bruce no longer corrupted, ready to fight for others.
• Kiana and Natasha (GGO), alert and determined.
• Himiko (HSR), her eyes burning with resolve as she returned to familiar stars.
• The Astral Express crew: Dan Heng, March 7th, Welt, and the others, weapons ready.
The ground quaked. Corrupted beasts, twisted mockeries of the planet's fauna, surged in waves.
Neo raised his hand. The golden paths of Trailblaze spread outward like veins of light, forming a vast lattice across the land. The corruption hissed and recoiled.
"Everyone—fight and purify as one. Walk with me on this Path!"
The Battle of Purification
The air erupted with power:
• Thor's lightning roared, shattering hordes into ash.
• Wanda's chaos magic, refined and cleansed, bent corruption into stillness before it unraveled.
• Hulk/Bruce, a force of purified rage, slammed the ground and broke corrupted titans apart.
• Kiana unleashed Herrscher flames, burning away darkness with white-hot purity.
• Dan Heng danced with spear strikes that echoed with dragon blood.
• March 7th's arrows froze entire swarms solid, leaving them for Steve's shield to shatter.
• Welt manipulated gravity itself, collapsing skies onto beasts.
Meanwhile, Neo extended Aeon authority—his Trailblaze path, threads of golden fire that entwined with each fighter, amplifying their resolve, erasing fatigue, and harmonizing every strike into purification.
"Your steps," Neo said, voice carrying across battlefield and sky, "are no longer separate. Every choice, every strike, every heart that pushes forward… is part of Trailblaze."
Corruption disintegrated wherever they fought, not by force alone, but by the unity of their will.
True Nameless
At last, the tide broke. The final corrupted colossus, a towering beast crowned in black flame, roared before it was pinned down by Thor's hammer, pierced by Natasha's blade, shattered by Hulk's fist—and finally consumed by Neo's golden Trailblaze light.
The skies cleared. The black spires crumbled into dust. Oceans began to heal, stars piercing through the broken storm.
Silence.
Then March 7th whispered, breathless: "We… we actually did it."
Himiko smiled warmly, gazing at the cleansed horizon. "This is the Path we once followed… but now, it's stronger. Because it belongs to all of us."
Neo turned, golden trails still glowing faintly under his feet.
"From this moment on, you're not just passengers, fighters, or even Avengers. You're part of the Trailblaze.
Not imitators. Not replacements. True Nameless."
One by one, the crew, the Avengers, and the chat group members nodded. No hesitation. No fear.
They walked forward together, leaving golden footsteps that would never fade.
Closing Scene
The Astral Express horn echoed across the healing skies. The train's rails of light extended onward, reaching into endless stars.
Neo looked at the path ahead.
"The first step is complete. But the corruption won't stop here. The Lord God Space has already touched this universe… and this is only the beginning."
The others tightened their grips on weapons, hearts steady.
They were no longer just individuals from different worlds.
They were Nameless, bound by the Path of Trailblaze.
And the cosmos itself had begun to tremble.
✨ End of Chapter 7 – First Stop: The Corrupted World ✨
(The Express makes its first HSR planet stop, corruption floods the land, and everyone fights together with Neo's Trailblaze authority guiding them. The purification succeeds, and the group officially steps forward as True Nameless, walking together as one on the Path of Trailblaze.)