Maybe even the most evil of us deserve the choice... He lost everything. His family, his friends, his futures. Even the very memories of his love. He has no personality. No identity. Nothing. But what if he had one last chance. He was evil, but was he so evil to deserve this? To loose everything. Everything. Something is coming to shake the earth... something is coming to scorch the ground... The Darkstalker needs to come back one last time, whether for the rise of Pyrrhia, or its fall... (This is a fanfiction of Darkstalker's final rise, the end of his tale of tragic villainy, and tying up a bit of the Darkstalker-Clearsight thing. It's the first in my own FanFiction WoF arc, the FireWing Arc. None of this stuff is mine, except maybe a few new characters of my own conception, everything else is from Tui. T. Sutherland's Wings of Fire series. The art is just something I found on the internet, full credit and props to the artist 👍)