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epilogue.

Word Count: 4,625 words

EPILOGUE. 有缘无分

Notes: Part 2 of epilogue. 平行線. Enjoy!

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"Hey, are you okay?"

Spirits take form of many different material world beings, taking shapes of dragons and butterflies and what seemed to look like what appeals the aesthetics humans think of when they hear the words spirit.

When Iroh arrived to the transcendent world, he left his mortal body behind and was few of the people to other do so. And yet, in Natsuko's part, she doesn't know where to go or what to do right after.

She can't help but realize how comfortable grievance was to her so much until the point she had realized that she would one day be grieved at.

"I've been stuck in puberty for the past 10,000 years."

At a Natsuko fashion, no one could ever predict the words coming out from her mouth. One would've predicted an anecdote about life and death and how life isn't fair. Because life never was.

What was she supposed to do now? She didn't want to leave what she left alone and unguided. But she didn't want to stay hidden within the confines of the comfortable pain 10,000 years gave her. There was no one for her now, the spirit she never thought would leave her alone did leave. The people she was with were only a product of the family she had once.

And all she could see was still a man she saw grow up to be a man of respect, the former Fire Lord who she never got the chance to see in the throne. She had a lot of questions and a lot of apologies to make. For what happened after she was gone, for what happened during she wasn't there.

And to Korra, who must've felt bad for the time she wasn't there.

Zuko had been in the brink of accepting the idea of growing old with his friends, although Sokka and Aang had gone before everyone had thought they would. He still had friends after the adventures he had with Team Avatar.

The Avatar and his wife who is the best healer in the world. Along with her brother who was the chairman of the United Republic of Nations. They also had Toph who was the pioneer of metalbending and him, former exiled Prince Zuko of the Fire Nation, who became the Fire Lord and kept on pining on the spirit of the Avatar.

It was a crazy group but it felt like home.

"This isn't fair."

"Actually, I think it could be." Korra, the present Avatar and the first of the new cycle, walked to Natsuko with a smile, "Before Raava and I bonded, the Tree of Time showed to me a time that has shown a lot of different things prior to where we are."

Tenzin asked the Avatar, "What do you mean?"

There were always the possibilities of different endings to a story. People step on butterflies or choose to do what the opposite of their instincts tell them to do. But not here.

People have always been presented with choices to choose from in the duration of their lifetime, sometimes they even ponder on the idea of if they chose this or that, how different their life would be.

It shouldn't be the case here.

Significance always played a huge role in the span of one's life, the idea of it to be lead away from their destiny was only a product of manmade imagination. But in this world, time has no boundaries but people do and they make use of the period of their life span with whatever time offered to them.