Back in Seoul, the city greeted Rin and Rae not with fanfare, but with quiet appreciation. An anonymous mural appeared overnight on the wall of the Legacy Network’s headquarters—two sisters standing back to back, holding a beam of light that split the dark.

Min Hyeok took one look and said, “Looks like someone’s been paying attention.”

Bong Soon smiled. “They should.”

That afternoon, the family gathered for a simple celebration. No suits, no strategy sessions, just food, stories, and a moment of peace earned through fire.

Seul brought out her newest invention—miniature hologram memory books that projected moments from each sister’s journey. The room was soon filled with flashes of missions, laughter, danger, and determination.

“You think it’s over?” Seul asked.

“No,” Rae said, leaning back. “But the worst storms have passed.”

Rin added, “Now we’re building a future, not just surviving it.”

Later that evening, the sisters walked the perimeter of their neighborhood—something they hadn’t done in a long time. It was quiet. Normal. And yet, full of promise.

A child pointed at them and whispered to his mother, “That’s them, right? The ones who saved the world?”

The woman smiled. “Yes. But they also saved the choice to be who we are.”

Rae nudged Rin. “Kinda surreal, huh?”

“Yeah,” Rin said. “But good.”

As the sun dipped below the skyline, a breeze swept through the streets.

No alarms. No warnings.

Just strength. And peace.