Chapter 10 – The Billionaire Keeper of Infinite Hope
The Hopebringer who witnessed every legacy had inspired infinite generations to awaken every universe with everlasting hope.
Huge problem.
Very huge problem.
Because somehow—
The final responsibility had finally arrived emotionally.
God.
The Realm Beyond Every Hope fell completely silent afterward.
Infinite Hope glowing now.
And nobody moved emotionally.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
Another memory drifted softly through Lucas's chest instantly.
The Circle of Dawn.
The Eternal Kingdom.
The Eternal Hope.
God.
Because suddenly—
Everything felt complete.
The Circle of Dawn floated afterward.
Silver-golden brilliance expanding now.
And eternity listened emotionally.
Huge issue.
Very huge issue.
Because honestly?
The Circle wasn't awakening hope through power.
The realization struck instantly afterward.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
It awakened courage.
It inspired perseverance.
It united every heart.
Everything.
God.
Because suddenly—
Every universe became one family.
The Hall of Infinite Hope illuminated afterward.
Ancient symbols rising now.
And another vision appeared emotionally.
Huge problem.
Very huge problem.
Because honestly?
It revealed every previous legacy.
The realization struck instantly afterward.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
The Dreamers.
The Storytellers.
The Architects.
The Guardians.
The Sovereigns.
The Flamekeepers.
The Oracles.
The Timekeepers.
The Weavers.
The Protectors.
The Lightbearers.
The Starforgers.
The Gatekeepers.
The Dreamwalkers.
The Fateweavers.
The Soulkeepers.
The Truthkeepers.
The Peacekeepers.
Everything.
God.
Because suddenly—
Every legacy stood together.
The First Hopebringer quietly smiled afterward.
Silver-and-gold robes shining now.
And endless gratitude surrounded him emotionally.
Huge issue.
Very huge issue.
Because honestly?
Every legacy had prepared the next.
The realization struck instantly afterward.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
Without Dreamers—
Hope could never begin.
Without Storytellers—
Dreams could never endure.
Without Architects—
Tomorrow could never be built.
Without Guardians—
Peace could never survive.
Without Sovereigns—
Kingdoms could never unite.
Without Flamekeepers—
Courage would disappear.
Without Oracles—
Wisdom would remain hidden.
Without Timekeepers—
Tomorrow would never arrive.
Without Weavers—
Destinies would never connect.
Without Protectors—
Love would remain unguarded.
Without Lightbearers—
Darkness would never surrender.
Without Starforgers—
The heavens would lose their light.
Without Gatekeepers—
New beginnings would never open.
Without Dreamwalkers—
Impossible dreams would never awaken.
Without Fateweavers—
Hope would never become destiny.
Without Soulkeepers—
Compassion would never heal.
Without Truthkeepers—
Honesty would never guide.
Without Peacekeepers—
Harmony would never endure.
Everything.
God.
Because suddenly—
Every hope became precious.
The Eternal Hope slowly descended afterward.
Living dawn surrounding it now.
And eternity awakened emotionally.
Huge problem.
Very huge problem.
Because honestly?
It didn't remain with Lucas.
The realization struck instantly afterward.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
It touched every believing heart.
Sharing its courage.
Sharing its faith.
Sharing its endless light.
Everything.
God.
Because suddenly—
The Thirtieth Legacy belonged to everyone.
The ancient inscription appeared afterward.
Across every Hope.
Across every Kingdom.
Across eternity itself.
Emotionally.
The message declared: