Harry Potter: The Last Exodus

The Great Departure

The morning sun hung low in the sky as the leaders and their communities gathered in the Central Square of Starios. Today was monumental—the day each group would depart to their own continent for the first time. Weeks of preparation had led to this moment, and now the various cultures, species, and wizarding communities of Mirithis were ready to begin building their homes and establishing their new lives.

Harry stood at the front, watching the scene unfold with a sense of pride and responsibility. Starios had been their hub, the heart of their new world, but now it was time for each leader to guide their people to their respective lands. This was the next big step toward turning Mirithis into a flourishing, interconnected world.

Farewells in the Square

Leaders stood at the head of their groups, finalizing plans and preparing their magical vehicles for the journey ahead. Thaldrin, the Dragon leader, was discussing flight formations with his dragons as they prepared to take off for Drakemire. His large wings flexed as he looked over his kin.

"We'll build a fortress among the volcanoes," Thaldrin said with pride. "There, we will forge our new kingdom."

Nearby, Caelion and Cythra gathered their people—the Merpeople and Sirens—for their journey to Thalordis. The aquatic folk were already preparing their enchanted vessels that would take them back to the ocean.

Cythra smiled at Caelion, "We'll create cities beneath the waves, where the waters are clear, and the magic runs deep."

Lord Valon and the Vampires were gathered in their sleek, enchanted black carriages, each one enhanced with concealment spells for their journey to Nocthera. The dark, misty continent awaited them.

Draven, leader of the Werewolves, stood with his pack, eagerly anticipating the wilderness of Dreadspire. "The forests there will be ours, unchallenged and free," he growled, already feeling the call of the wild.

Glimmerveil, Sylverath, and Shimmerwood would soon be filled with the magic of Luxwin, Nymira, and Thorna, who were leading their Pixies, Faeries, and Tree Nymphs respectively. Their magical carts were bright and enchanted with light, ready to take them through the forest paths to their new homes.

Sorin, the leader of the Mountain Nymphs, prepared to head to Thalindra with his kin, ready to carve their homes into the majestic peaks of the continent. "The mountains will shelter us, and the earth will guide us," he said softly.

The Giants and Trolls, led by Gorran and Rukthor, were ready to head to Ironclad and Grimshade, their sturdy, magical stone carriages already packed with supplies. "We'll build homes strong enough to stand the test of time," Gorran declared.

Airships and Magical Departures

For the longer journeys, the airships were ready. Thaldrin's dragons were not the only ones taking to the skies—Zephyra, the Unicorn leader, prepared to lead her people to Celestia aboard a grand airship, its sails glowing with magic.

"Celestia will be a land of beauty and serenity," Zephyra said, looking up at the horizon. "A haven for all who seek peace."

Umbraeth, leader of the Thestrals, nodded in agreement, preparing to lead his people to Obsidia, where the shadows of the continent would provide them a home. "We will thrive in the shadows of Obsidia," he said softly, his eyes glowing.

Meanwhile, Gringold and his goblins readied their enchanted carts to head toward Veilthron. The goblin leader had already started planning for mining operations and building cities within the mountains. "The gold in the mountains will fuel our progress," he muttered.

In contrast, Lilith and Azmos, the leaders of the Succubi and Incubi, prepared to lead their followers to Mortavon, a land of mystery and passion. "Our kingdom will be a place of beauty and temptation," Lilith said with a smirk.

The House Elves, led by Queeny, were quiet but eager to head to Florindell, where they would build a community among the gardens and forests.

The Wizarding Communities Depart

The wizarding communities, too, were ready to go. Ming-Li, Malik Keita, Isabell Star, Diego Mendez, Kaia Manu, Amir Samara, and Alaric Montclair all stood with their respective groups, preparing to take the enchanted carriages and airships that would carry them to their new homes.

Isabell Star, leader of the North American Wizards, stood proudly with her group. Beside her, the Russo family—Alex, Justin, Max, Jerry, and Theresa—were ready to embark on their journey with the North American Wizarding Community to Brightmoor.

"This is going to be our new adventure," Alex said to her brothers, excitement clear in her voice.

"Yeah," Justin agreed, his usual seriousness giving way to anticipation. "We're going to help build a whole new city."

"Just wait till I open a sandwich shop there!" Jerry chimed in, grinning at Theresa, who chuckled softly.

Max, as usual, was lost in his own world, but the idea of a new home excited him in his own way. "I wonder if I can open a shop with magical, exploding sandwiches," he muttered.

Isabell smiled at the Russo family. "Together, we're going to make Brightmoor a place where magic thrives and creativity flows."

Harry and the UK Wizards Stay in Eldoria

While the other leaders prepared to depart, Harry and the UK wizards remained in Eldoria. They would continue to build the central government and the city of Starios, but their journey was far from over.

As Harry watched the leaders prepare to leave, he felt both excitement and responsibility. The world of Mirithis was truly taking shape, and the next steps would be critical.

"We'll see you all soon," Harry called out to the departing leaders. "We've built the foundation together, and now it's time to build our homes."

The leaders nodded, their determination clear in their eyes. One by one, the groups activated their magical portals and airships, disappearing into the skies or stepping through portals leading to their new lands.

A New Beginning for Each Group

As the leaders and their people began to leave, the air was filled with anticipation. They were setting out to build their homes, their cities, and their new lives in Mirithis. The dragons took flight over the mountains of Drakemire, the Merpeople dove into the oceans of Thalordis, and the werewolves howled their arrival in the forests of Dreadspire.

In every direction, the vast world of Mirithis was alive with the sounds of new beginnings.

With the groups finally gone, Starios felt quieter than ever. Harry remained in Eldoria with the UK wizards, preparing for the next steps in building the capital. But even as the city hummed with life, Harry couldn't shake the feeling that their work was just beginning.

As he gazed toward the horizon, he knew that while today marked the start of new adventures for all, the challenges ahead would be even greater. But for now, they would rest, knowing that their world was beginning to grow.