Lazarus Peirsaly

Epilogue

Two deities adorned in golden robes sit in front of a sphere. Inside tells the tale they have been observing ever since seeing Lurinyo steal a soul. Their faces are covered in veils, though their voices tell they have no expressions. The room they sit in is dark and empty. Nothing can be seen except for what the dim light of the sphere reveals.

"Hmm... What an unfortunate end for those two mortals."

"Indeed. It was the interference of that lowly deity that caused this folly."

"Are we obligated to clean up her messes?"

"We are not. However... They have interested me. It is no small task to slay a being much higher, even if said being is weakened. Have they earned your admiration as well?"

"They have. Even if our pact to make peace with the demonic beasts holds steadfast, any death of them pleases me."

"I as well. Shall we interfere with them once more?"

"Would it not be cruel to that poor child who has already died twice?"

"Perchance. Cruelty is something we are specialized in, however."

"That we are."

"Are we in agreement to take their souls?"

"Hmm... Not yet. Attention will be drawn to those two after what has happened. Instead, let us hold them someplace else."

"A wise decision. Cruel we may be, it would do no good to place another target upon those children."

"I leave it to you, then. Let us observe our fellow deities until they grow bored of those two."

A scene plays out through the sphere. Two graves now sit upon the hill. Flowers decorate each of them, showcasing the love they received from those left behind. It has not even been half a day since the second of the two passed away. Six people sit next to the graves, still grieving and giving words to those who can no longer listen. Do the living offer words to the dead, or are their words to soothe themselves?

 They suddenly reel back in awe as two pillars of light shoot forth from the graves. The ground is untouched despite the intensity of what has happened. Looking up, two new stars decorate the sky. They shine bright and lay close to each other. Confusion fills the group as to what has just happened.

"Could you not have waited until those children had left?"

"It is fun to toy with them from time to time."

"I suppose that is true. Now let us leave them until it is time."

"I concur."

The sphere grows dark, the last thing visible being the faces of confusion of the six. The two deities rise up and disappear into golden dust, leaving behind an empty room.

A day goes by. Then a week. Next, a month. A year follows. A second comes. Now, it is the start of a third.

An innkeeper has continued her work. One of her favorite clients departed from this world, which left her saddened for a little. Both her and her sister were distraught for a moment. They knew what she resolved to do, so they accept what she has done. It's customary to remove the belongings left behind to make room for a new guest, but they have yet to do so. Instead, they maintain the room and keep it clean.

A waitress has been busy. Ever since the parts of the kingdom previously destroyed were repaired, business has been on the up. The details of the one who slew the demon were kept a secret, but humans are always curious. Many people still try to figure out who did it, using the tavern as a place to discuss such things while enjoying the food and drinks. The waitress can do nothing but both curse and thank the one responsible, never forgetting her or her companion.