The night was far from over.
The skies above Jakarta were still filled with cracks in the Void.
Farhan's artificial satellite dome flickered weakly over the city, fractured in several places after the last devastating impact.
Twelve winged hunters descended slowly from the dark clouds.
But for a few brief minutes—
They did not attack.
As if they were waiting for an order.
And that brief pause was the only gift the team had been given.
Their temporary headquarters had been moved to the basement of an old, partially collapsed museum.
A generator hummed softly.
Dim yellow lights reflected off the stone walls.
Dika was receiving whatever treatment they could provide.
Bimo sat nearby, wrapped in bandages, still complaining about how hungry he was.
Farhan lay on a makeshift cot with a portable oxygen tube beneath his nose.
Sinta stood near the entrance, keeping watch over everyone.
Arga sat silently in a corner.
His MBG Lunchbox rested on his lap, pulsing with a gentle light.
Thirty glowing rice grains slowly revolved inside it.
Yet the expression on his face was heavier than the light in his hands.
Kai stood some distance away.
As though he understood that there was still a distance between them that had yet to be healed.
And amid all this—
Lila had discovered something.
The museum had once served as a repository for artifacts from ancient civilizations.
Some of its rooms had been destroyed.
Others lay buried beneath layers of dust.
But deep inside the underground archive, one stone door remained intact.
Above it was a circular symbol with seven lines radiating outward.
Lila held her breath.
"I've seen this symbol before…"
Farhan weakly raised his head from his seat.
"Where?"
Lila looked at Arga.
"In the energy of his lunchbox."
Everyone fell silent.
The stone door had no handle.
No keyhole.
Only a small indentation shaped like a single grain.
Arga slowly stood up.
The MBG Lunchbox trembled in his hands.
One glowing rice grain rose on its own.
It floated through the air—
And slipped into the stone indentation.
CLICK.
The entire room began to tremble.
The stone door slowly shifted.
Dust that had remained untouched for thousands of years fell from its edges.
Beyond it—
A hidden circular chamber was revealed.
Its walls were covered in ancient inscriptions glowing with a green-golden light.
At the center of the room stood a stone table.
Resting upon it was a sheet of black metal, thin as paper.
Bimo stared in amazement.
"Okay… this is definitely cooler than an ordinary museum."
Lila stepped closer.
The writing on the walls belonged to no modern language.
And yet, somehow—
She could understand it.
As though the information had been waiting for someone capable of reading it.
Her eyes moved rapidly across the inscriptions.
Her lips began to tremble.
Farhan approached, carrying a portable scanner despite his weakened condition.
"Can you translate it?"
Lila slowly nodded.
"It's more than just a translation…"
She looked at the others.
"…This is the hidden history of our world."
The chamber fell silent.
Lila began reading aloud.
When the sky was first torn open, the world did not fight back with weapons.
It divided its heart into seven keys.
The walls around them lit up.
Seven points of light appeared, forming a map of the Earth.
The Sahara.
The Ocean.
The Poles.
The Forest of Life.
The Continent of Fire.
The Solar Sky.
And the final point—
Deep within the heart of the planet.
Farhan whispered,
"Seven Cores…"
Lila shook her head.
"Not exactly."
She swallowed.
"These are called… the Seven Keys of the World."
The next inscription appeared.
Each Key safeguards one law of life.
When all seven are brought together, the Gate of the True World shall awaken.
Arga stared at the glowing map.
"The Gate of the True World?"
Kai finally spoke.
"Terra Ultima."
Everyone turned toward him.
Kai studied the inscriptions, his ancient eyes carrying the weight of memories he had never shared.
"What you witnessed in the ocean was only one manifestation of Terra Ultima."
Sinta frowned.
"Only one manifestation?"
Kai nodded slowly.
"Terra Ultima is more than a physical form. It is the living will of this planet itself."
He turned his gaze toward Arga.
"If the seven keys are brought together…"
His voice grew quieter.
"…Terra Ultima will awaken completely."
The chamber seemed to grow colder.
Bimo raised a hand.
"Important question."
Everyone turned toward him with weary expressions.
"Why does everything always have a version that's not its final form?"
No one answered.
Because no one had an answer.
Lila continued reading.
New inscriptions appeared across the wall.
The Bearer of Resonance shall carry fragments of the Keys.
But the Bearer shall never possess them all.
The remaining fragments lie hidden within trials, loss, and sacrifice.
Everyone's eyes slowly turned toward Arga.
He tightened his grip on the lunchbox.
"I…"
Lila looked at the thirty glowing grains revolving inside it.
"You don't possess the full power of the Keys."
She drew a breath.
"You're only carrying part of them."
Arga took half a step backward.
All this time, he had believed that every glowing grain represented another step toward the end of his journey.
But apparently, they were only fragments.
Pieces.
The beginning of something far greater.
"How many are there in total?" Sinta asked.
Farhan scanned the wall.
Ancient numbers appeared on his holographic display.
Seven circles.
Each containing a symbol that remained inactive.
Kai answered in a low voice.
"No one knows how many fragments exist."
Lila stared at the final inscription.
"But one thing is certain."
"What?" Bimo asked.
Lila slowly turned toward them.
"The Void Sovereign didn't come here simply to destroy Earth."
She pointed at Arga.
"Based on what we've learned, I believe it came because you're the only one capable of unlocking the Seven Keys."
Silence.
Far above them, the distant sound of an explosion echoed through the city.
Their time was running out.
But the chamber had not finished revealing its secrets.
The stone table at the center of the room began to crack.
The thin black metal sheet opened on its own.
Inside—
A new map appeared.
Not a map of the Earth.
But a map of the human body.
At the center of the chest—
A glowing symbol appeared.
Lila froze.
"No…"
Farhan looked at the data on his scanner.
His face immediately turned pale.
"What is it?"
Lila stared at Arga.
Her voice was barely audible.
"The Seventh Key…"
Arga swallowed.
"Where is it?"
Lila answered, trembling.
"It's not in a location."
She pointed toward Arga's chest.
"…It's inside you."
The MBG Lunchbox suddenly blazed with light.
The entire chamber shook violently.
The inscriptions on the walls turned red.
Above the city—
The twelve winged hunters roared in unison.
They were finally moving.
Kai looked up at the stone ceiling.
His expression darkened.
"They know now."
Sinta immediately drew her weapon.
"Everyone, take your positions!"
Arga remained frozen.
One hand pressed against his chest.
His heartbeat thundered in his ears.
And for the first time—
He wasn't afraid of the enemy.
He was afraid of what was hidden inside him.