13: The Beast Weapons

Epilogue:

John stood on top of a fluffy, white cloud. He...hovered above the surface and glid over to a tall, golden gate. At the gate was a familiar face, a face John had seen die; Sam. "John," he started with a grin on his face, "you did it. You killed Jackel with the Beast Sword. Wait, how did you have it when the Beast Sword was still in the cave?" John smiled and hugged Sam, happy to see him and he said; "All will be revealed soon, General. I congratulate you, and thank you dearly, for helping me defeat an old foe and saving the world from the likeliness of Sabre, the Pure and Jackel. Thank you." Sam smiled, saluted proudly and wondered off into the distance. The gates opened up for John to glide through and there he saw a tall, skinny man. He had menacing green eyes and a large grin, he wore an army uniform and he yelled out to John; "Thank you, John. Thank you for freeing me from being that psychotic killer. You're probably used to calling me Jackel but my name, in this form anyway, is Jack." He stuck out his hand in a hand shake manor and John took it, smiling as he did so. Behind Jack was a tall girl, she too was skinny, and her hair was incredulously dark black. "Who is that who follows you as company, Jack?" Jack turned and smiled and said; "My sister, Sarah. She overthrew you because she didn't want me to die... She was protecting her older brother. That's why I never attacked your District, because my little sister was there. And now we are united with our dead family and friends." He smiled and walked away, shouting out behind him; "Maybe we will see again some time." And John nodded and smiled and walked further into the cloudy land. He saw a very tall man exit a room, he looked like a robot. Very shiny and grey, its eyes were a shiny, bright red and a black and white Cape, flowed in the wind as it walked. Its eye caught a glimpse of John from down below and it smiled, its body began to shrink to the normal size John was and he said; "Ah, John. It's good to see you here. Welcome to the afterlife. I am Conplex, God of destinies. My father, who at this present point in time is banishing my brother, Sabre, to another world, would like to welcome you as well. As he is banishing Sabre to another world, forever, your planet will no longer be harmed by Sabre or even the Pure itself, I mean they witnessed the death of their God, how can they worship him anymore? Anyway, I destined that you would kill Jackel, but I did not destine you to kill Sabre. You, somehow, chose and made your own destiny and that is truly amazing. But I shall leave you now, to go to your friends, if you ever need to talk, just whisper my name three times, okay?" Before John could even nod, Complex had left and in his wake were shadows of three people. One tall, broad one. One shorter and skinny and one about John's height and skinny. He rushed toward them, tears of joy in his eyes, and he lunged himself forward into the open arms of his earlier deceased friend group. Sylvie, Crystal and Greg all wrapped their arms around John and eachother and they laughed in excitement for a while. John wiped his tears away and walked away with his friends behind him.