Epilogue

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     The endless expanse of the grassy plains stretches out into the horizon. The warm glow of the sun bathes every grass with golden light. And the blades of grass dance and sway in the gentle breeze. As the wind picks up, the sea of green comes into life, moving in waves that shimmer in the sunlight.


     In the distance, the massive lake of Asbranne shimmers like a jewel—with its surface ruffled by small waves that mimic the movement of the grass as the sunlight reflects off in a dazzling display of colours. As the wind intensifies, the waves grow in size, causing the water to dance and sparkle in the sunlight. The lake seamlessly stretches forever, disappearing into the horizon.


     Oliver stands on the balcony of the mayor's mansion, his gaze locked on the beautiful sunset that paints the sky in shades of pink and orange. As he stands there, lost in thought, he suddenly hears the sound of a door closing behind him. Oliver glances to his side and notices Gregory joining him by the railing. The sun begins to set, casting a warm glow over the scene and showering the mansion in a soft golden light.


     Oliver and his friend, Gregory, continue to watch the sunset, taking deep breaths as they soak in the moment. The sun dips below the horizon, colouring the sky in hues of rose and tangerine and casting a warm glow over the landscape. Oliver cannot help but smile, knowing that his trials and tribulations are now behind him.


     Deep beneath the Earth's surface, a menacing force stirs. Burbling lava rumbles and churns, sending tremors through the ground. Devil-like roars pierce the air, growing louder and more intense with each passing moment. It is as if the beasts have awoken from their slumber, ready to unleash their fury upon the world.

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