The Unknown Region: Descendants of the Ancients - Epilogue
- PW Presents
- Jun 9
- 18 min read
Emma knelt beside her father as the world died around her, the clouds blanketing the land in darkness. She sheltered her dad while the wind whipped through her hair, energy and magic ripping through the guards protecting them and turning them to ash. She looked up and witnessed Matrious crumple to the ground, looking back at her with sadness before he too faded away. Tears streamed from her eyes as everything turned grey and crumbled, chunks of dirt torn from the hillside and stone columns shattering. She ducked as the remains of Karen sailed over her head, his cloak on fire while his scream of agony carried into the void. A skeleton fell a few feet away. She didn’t know who it used to be. And Balthazar stood triumphant in front of the Vault of Power until the light engulfed in too, reducing him to atoms.