Elf: Korni’s straight boyfriend

As the dark Kyurem dissipated, the suffocating darkness faded away like a tide, replaced by warm and pleasant sunshine and fresh and refreshing air. Everyone stared at the land that had regained its light, and their hearts were filled with joy and pride. They know that this hard-won victory comes from their fearless courage and unswerving faith.

At this moment, the sword held tightly in Keldeo's hand was bathed in dazzling light, making it even more dazzling and dazzling. Although the sword body is covered with fine and intertwined cracks, just like the marks left by the years on the face of an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes of life, the strength and courage contained in it have not diminished at all. Keldeo gently stroked the long sword that he had fought alongside for many years, his eyes showing a trace of attachment and determination that was hard to let go. He clearly realized that this long sword had accompanied him through countless life and death battles, witnessed his entire process from youth to maturity, and witnessed his supreme glory. However, in this thrilling battle, it also suffered unprecedented pressure and almost reached the limit of what it could bear.

As the dark Kyurem dissipated, the suffocating darkness quickly faded away like a flood that broke a bank. Immediately afterwards, wisps of warm and soft sunlight penetrated the clouds and sprinkled onto the earth, bringing fresh air and vigorous vitality to the whole world. Everyone bathed in this light, feeling its warmth and power.

They looked around, and everywhere they looked there was a vibrant scene: green grass, colorful flowers, gurgling streams... This world that was once shrouded in darkness now glows with unprecedented brilliance, as if in the Tell people the joy of new life.

Standing on this land that has regained its light, everyone feels an indescribable sense of relief and pride in their hearts. They know that this victory is hard-won and requires countless sweat and sacrifices. At this moment, all the efforts have paid off, and the beauty in front of me makes all the efforts so worthwhile.

Keldeo stared at the sword quietly. Under the sunlight, the sword shone with dazzling light, like a sacred weapon. Although he had gone through countless fierce battles and the sword was covered with mottled scars, every crack bore witness to his bravery and tenacity. Every time the sword is swung, it seems to be able to easily tear apart space, releasing unparalleled power and courage.

"Damn it!!!" Prajna opened his eyes angrily, staring at the direction where the dark Kyurem disappeared, his face as gloomy as a dark cloud. He thought to himself: This long and arduous battle ended like this? Although everyone tried their best, they could not stop the departure of Dark Kyurem.

Prajna knew that this was by no means a defeat in a simple sense, but a serious setback for the entire plan. However, things are far from that simple - in fact, Kyurem is not really gone. To be precise, what disappeared was the Zekrom from another world that was parasitizing him. In the thrilling fierce battle just now, most of the damage was borne by this foreign visitor alone; as for Kyurem himself, the trauma he suffered was minimal, and it was difficult to cause him to be wiped out.

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"It's over..." Seti slumped limply on the ground as if all his strength had been drained away, his mouth wide open as he greedily breathed in the air. His eyes looked past the cheering crowd around him and landed directly on Keldeo. At this moment, Keldeo was staring blankly at the broken sword, standing not far away. Looking at the sword, Seti's heart suddenly surged with indescribable complex emotions.

This sword not only represents Keldeo's supreme glory, but is also the ironclad proof of his countless bloody battles! Sett knew very well that every time Keldeo waved his sword of enlightenment, it was like walking on the edge of life and death, and he would die if he was not careful. And what each sword contains is Keldeo's unwavering belief in justice.

"Keldeo, your sword..." Seti spoke with difficulty, his voice slightly hoarse. Keldeo, who heard the voice, slowly turned around, his eyes on Seti. There was a slight pause on Seti's part. In an instant, he understood the deep fatigue and full of awe in Seti's eyes, and of course the sincerity coming from the deepest part of his heart.

So, Keldeo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a faint smile, then nodded lightly, stretched out his hand to gently touch the broken sword body, and said softly: "Yes, it has been with me for many years. In every battle, no matter whether I win or lose, it never abandons me and fights with me. It never shows any fear of retreating. "

"This time...is also the most difficult one?" Seti asked softly.

Keldeo nodded, with a solemn look in his eyes: "Yes, but we all survived. This sword is like my friend, it knows my pain and has witnessed my growth. "

The conversation between one person and one elf, although brief, is full of deep emotions. The relationship between them has long gone beyond the simple boundary of comrades-in-arms and has become an indispensable part of each other's lives.

At this time, Heiji came over and said: "We can't let down our guard like this. Although Dark Kyurem has temporarily retreated, its power still exists. We must be prepared in case it comes back again."

Keldeo and Seti both nodded in agreement. They know that this battle is just the beginning and the real challenge is yet to come. They need to remain vigilant at all times and constantly improve their capabilities to cope with future challenges.

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, Keldeo was filled with grief and helplessness. He knew that the sword that had been with him for many years had completed its mission. However, he also knew that as long as the faith in their hearts remained, they would always have the power to defeat the darkness.

Under everyone's gaze, Keldeo inserted the broken sword into the ground. He prayed silently, hoping that this land would be forever free from darkness and filled with light. And under the witness of this long sword, everyone's faith will be passed down forever...