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You hurtle down and plunge your electrified sword into Valorus' heart. Blood sprays everywhere and electricity surges through his body. He is dead instantly. You stand up amongst the raging storm and torrential rain. No one runs forward to attack you, the guards have all been struck dead. You have defeated the tyrant. You have finally brought justice to this land. You turn around and walk back into the forest.

In the weeks that follow, you are crowned true Great High Lord. Your reign is long and peaceful. You are celebrated as a national hero. You eventually settle down in the village of Valehaven and spend your last days there. On your deathbed, surrounded by your friends and subjects, you breath your final breaths. But you have one last thought. What would've happened if I hadn't made these choices...?
The End

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