The battle was fierce. The battle was intense. The battle was unpredictable.
Graiouys used his power of time and memory to confuse and manipulate Zreiouys and the girl. He made them relive their worst moments, their darkest fears, their deepest regrets. He made them forget their love, their happiness, their freedom. He made them doubt themselves, each other, their reality.
Zreiouys and the girl used their power of dreams and nightmares to resist and fight back Graiouys. They made him face his own demons, his own flaws, his own guilt. They made him remember his love, his loss, his loneliness. They made him question his motives, his actions, his purpose.
They clashed with each other, with themselves, with the world. They twisted and turned and changed the reality around them. They created and destroyed and recreated the garden, the city, the dimension.
They fought with all their strength, all their courage, all their will.
They fought until there was nothing left to fight for.
They fought until there was only one outcome.
They won.
Zreiouys and the girl won.
They overcame Graiouys' power and broke free from his control. They restored their memories and reaffirmed their love. They strengthened their reality and secured their freedom.
They defeated Graiouys and forced him to retreat. They wounded his eye and weakened his will. They shattered his reality and exposed his fear.
They won.
But they also lost.
They lost their innocence and their peace. They lost their trust and their safety. They lost their home and their world.
They lost Graiouys and they lost themselves.
They won.
But at what cost?