THE AFTERMATH ↠ EPIGRAPH

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Rhea Monroe

"The Ancestors have taken everything from me. They meddled in the living world like tyrants behind a curtain, cloaked in sanctity and rot. They murdered my friends. Manipulated my bloodline. Corrupted every thread of peace I've ever tried to sew. They've punished the innocent and protected the corrupt, all in the name of balance.

But there is no balance. There is only their control. Their grip. Their greed.

They destroyed my family. Shattered what little light was left in my brother's eyes. They came for Kol, again and again, dragging him into their realm like some twisted offering—because they could. Because they wanted to remind me they're still watching.

So let this be known. I will not rest. I will not kneel. I will not stop until their ghostly prison is ripped apart, sigil by sigil, bone by bone. Until the limbo they rule from is nothing but ash floating on the wind. I will burn the bridge between our world and theirs with the same fire they lit in me.

No more witches will suffer for being powerful. No more blood will be spilled for the sake of balance.

And the next time the Ancestors look my way, I want them to know—
the girl they tried to silence is the witch coming to end them."

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