The skies over Kyiv were thundercloud gray, echoing the tension brewing beneath them. Missiles howled through the air as the Ukraine Russia war raged with no end in sight. Soldiers screamed, buildings crumbled, and children cried for parents who never returned.
But a sudden silence cut through the chaos.
Two figures descended from the clouds.
Atlas Vale Ironsoul, wrapped in the luminous power of Mythralite. And beside him, the enigmatic warrior GirlSteel, radiant and unyielding. They landed in the heart of the battlefield, the ground cracking beneath them.
Ukrainian and Russian forces froze, weapons raised, unsure whether to shoot… or to stare in awe.
Ironsoul raising his voice.
"Enough blood. Enough grief. We are not your enemies. We are your reminder… of what the world used to be before hate consumed it."
GirlSteel stepping forward.
"Put down your arms. If you want to survive… listen."
Without firing a single shot, the warfront stood still. Tensions held at the edge of release. And just like that, the first spark of peace ignited not from diplomacy, not from fear, but from the presence of two living myths.
Days later…
In North Korea, a hidden nuclear launch sequence had already begun. Inside an underground base, fingers hovered over keys. But before the launch could proceed, steel tore through concrete. GirlSteel smashed through the facility like a meteor, disabling control panels with precision and fury.
Outside, Ironsoul stood before legions of tanks, absorbing fire without flinching, releasing controlled EMP waves that disabled every weapon around him.
North Korea General in disbelief.
"Who… are you?"
Ironsoul calmly.
"The future that won't wait for you to change."
They soared to Iraq, Sudan, Yemen, and Afghanistan, halting wars not with fear but strength paired with reason. Earthquakes, tsunamis, wildfires from the streets of Manila to the coasts of Chile every disaster around the world became a chance to protect.
Together, they lifted collapsed buildings, cooled molten lava, even diverted hurricanes using focused energy fields.
People everywhere stopped seeing flags and started seeing hope
One evening, high above the Earth's orbit aboard a UN orbital outpost, GirlSteel looked down at the blue planet.
GirlSteel.
"We're not just fighting monsters and men… we're fighting the sickness in their hearts."
Ironsoul.
"Then we fight harder. We're not gods. But we can still be the cure."
Their mission was far from over. But in the ashes of every broken nation, a seed of peace had been planted.
And this time… it was growing.
In somewhere San Francisco USA, in Oakland GirlSteel hovered high above, still watching. She finally noticed him. And Atlas? He smiled, lifting into the sky. He no longer wanted to be like her. He had become something greater. It began with glowing runes in the sky ancient symbols spiraling in golden flame, chanting in a language older than Earth itself. The winds howled, and the ground trembled. Then, they came.
The Three Treants Appeared from a portal.
Towering monstrosities, twisted from root and stone, stepped into San Francisco Golden Bridge USA. Each one stood over a thousand feet tall. Their mouths cracked open, revealing cores of molten energy. Without warning, they unleashed a beam that split the skies and melted towers in seconds. GirlSteel launched into action, her eyes burning with resolve. She slammed into one Treant's chest with the force of a jet, rattling the beast. She was fast Mach 1 but it wasn't enough. The Treant countered. With inhuman precision, it punched GirlSteel mid-air, sending shockwaves through the city. She flew back, crashing through three buildings before vanishing in a crater. Was bleed bad, breath shallow, she tried to speak:
"Oww,! that hurts so bad."
She began to nosebleed… But before she could rise, one Treant's mouth lit up again. A brilliant, crimson beam engulfed her. And when the smoke cleared… her body was torn open guts spilled, her skull exposed. The Treant grabbed her by the foot, raised her like a ragdoll, and smashed her with such force, her body launched into orbit.
SteelGirl "They're insane! I've never encountered how brutally this creatures are."
She faints out helpless and needs to reach out Two days passed. San Francisco USA had turned to less rubble. The once city was now a devastating. Fires still burned. Smoke curled through the skies like mourning veils. In the mountains outside the city, deep inside his hidden forge, Atlas Vale watched the horror unfold through satellite feeds. His knuckles tightened. His beard now rougher, hair bound into a warrior's braid, his eyes no longer held wonder. Only fury.
Atlas calms in anger. "Those monsters... i couldn't believe my eyes. The destruction they caused it's unreal ".
Before him stood the answer a newly-forged battle suit. The Titanus Prime Armor an evolution beyond anything Earth had ever seen. Forged with the soul-forged alloys of Mythralite-X, fused with cosmic energy he discovered in Isle Terra, it didn't just give strength. It made him god-like. Now he is ready his suit are like nano tech and embrace it's power. The chest emblem pulsed with his heart. It could punch with the force of an asteroid, fly at light-speed, and withstand core-level heat. He slid into the suit. Sealed the helm.
"Now… it's my turn."
With a roar that cracked the sky, IronSoul launched into the heavens, fire trailing behind him. The Treants had no idea what was coming.