Turning to Stone 5: The Shadows Fall

Epilogue: The Beginning

Galvana was peaceful at last.

She had built an area near the afterlife Continent that reassembled Starhenge, so the Celestials had an area of their own. Although she did spend plenty of time in both places, so it wasn't like she was shutting herself off completely.

The last time I did that was when I thought Attmoz was going to die. And yet here we all are, dead. She laughed at the morbid thought.

"Galvana! New arrivals!" Speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear. The leader of the celestials rose to greet her partner, taking his hand and traveling back to the Continent.

He led her to the Hall of Heroes, where a strange looking Glowl and a Xyster with an interesting mohawk were staring at their portraits. They were the previously empty frames Syncopite had drawn their attention to. The Xyster in the portrait had kind eyes and an expression that looked like she was about to ask you something, while the Glowl had a smirk like she knew he was clearly better than you.

Galvana squinted, just barely able to make out what the writing underneath the portraits was.

Laskell the Learned

Split the Loyal

Around them were more, with other monsters featured in them. Other monsters she had seen wandering around the Continent.

Anya the Warrior

Loading the Peaceful

Request the Reasonable

Volume the Protector

Glowbe the Friend

Drasil the Sacrificed

Amelia the Revealer

Buttons the Hidden

Carnivorti the Historian

Instead of being shown as Epic Wubboxes like the body they had to share in their life, the last three were shown as they were: A Tweedle, a Noggin, and a Potbelly. In the afterlife, they'd been given a choice to separate or stick together.

Drasil and his system had chosen to separate. All of them had different wants, and they could still work together even if they were no longer physically connected.

Loading and its system had chosen to stay together. The three were bound too tightly to let each other go, and all of them felt comfortable within the Rare Wubbox body they had. Although there was less of a need for Volume or Request to protect them, they still took turns with the "controls".

"We should let them be." Attmox whispered and set his hand on Galvana's shoulder, startling her out of her thoughts. She nodded in agreement, and the two walked back out onto the Continent.

As they arrived again, they saw a portal opening. It looked like a mix of blue and green, not like any Ghazt portal Galvana had ever seen. Out of it stepped a group of creatures, none of them matching any species known to monsterkind.

The first one looked somewhat like a white Ghazt, but it lacked any eyes, ears, or limbs.

The second looked like a red and scaly wingless monster. The third was an upright being wearing a suit, with only an eye for a head. The colors of the eye matched the portal, so Galvana suspected it had made the portal.

Next out of the portal was a brown Ghazt-like creature with wings that resembled the bisexual flag, followed closely by a similar yellow creature that had black spots and tinier, less colorful wings. After them was an upright creature with the same shade of brown fur as the one nearly just before him.

"Excuse me." The white creature called, getting nearly everyone's attention. She was powerful, Galvana could tell. The leader of the Celestials bowed her head in respect.

"Rise, Galvana." She instructed, so she did. "I am No Name, and we are on a mission to not only save your world, but many others." A few gasps came from the crowd of souls.

"We're here for Pickle."

The End