Epilogue

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We are all like fireworks. We spark, burn, and reach as high as we possibly can. But let us repeal from being fireworks. Let us not hurt others with our burning will. Let us not climb high... while starting low. Let us shine forever.
-Guardian Society

Lying on a field of grass was bloodshed.

Trees were annihilated, smoke filled the air, and ruble was spread out everywhere. A total wasteland... But everyone was saved. Everyone was safe. At least, for a price...

The hero was dead.
He sacrificed his own precious life for his people. His friends, family... He fought perilously against the beast that was terrorizing their home. In the heat of the battle, his own life was taken.

Now lying on that wasteland was a dying mother cuddling her two just born babies. She was the wife of the hero and protected her sons while her husband defended their home.

She watched drowsily as they opened the lids of their eyes. One had storm gray eyes, and the other inherited beautiful, sky blue eyes.

Two names immediately came to her mind. Max would be the one with the light blue eyes, and Jace would be the other one. As she slowly died, black fingerless gloves appeared on their small hands. A glowing sun was on Max's and a purple moon was embedded on the center of Jace's.

These pair of brothers would one day save their world as well as ours, but would destroy each other. They would be destined to be best friends, but terrible enemies.

But they would love each other as brothers, deep in their hearts.

As their mother died, Max opened his mouth to cry. So did Jace.

The world would change forever, as their first sound was echoed around the world.

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