Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves. - Joseph P. Thompson

This is the final chapter and the end of the story.

Going onto the top of the building he sees a large chain attached to the top of the building. This chains leads directly up to the sky from a 90 degree angle. While climbing this up, he sees the landscape below him, the wast cities on flame. From the sight, there has been an invasion. He climbs onward towards a floating isle in the sky. On the top of this isle, what seems to be an entire abandoned city is floating. The structures can remind of a Gothic cathedral design, the buildings complimenting the light shining from the skies and stained glass creating a strong caustic visualization. It is here he walks to the center, to see what seems like a hall of mirrors surrounding him, each reflecting someone he knew, be them alive or dead.

What seems like a man steps forward. He cannot hide what seems like glowing marks on his skin, regardless of how hard he tried. He smiled, explained to the protagonist all of the characters he knew, how, and why they died. What he accomplished in the end was to overthrow a corrupt government, but only by doing so did he manage to allow an even greater threat to emerge. Now that the homeland did not present much of an organized threat, lands previously held down now had little stopping them in attacking their suppressors. In the end, all which could potentially been saved had been ruined. However, the death of a nation came warranted.

The protagonist seemed unable to accept this as several characters, those trapped in the mirror faded away. However, he was more shocked when he realized that from the very start, he had been used. Everything from the sidekick in the prison, the assault on his home city, the old wise man character and the following events. He had been chosen to deconstruct what was a dying society, even at the expense of the major losses.

Questions got thrown, few of them answered. All that was sure is that the main antagonist, the one responsible for each and every catalyst was over 500 years old and he had tried to deconstruct the same society which threatened his existence. There had been a rivalry between the main and sub antagonist. The main antagonist was plotting the demise of all the sub-antagonist had built up in hope to one day overthrow him as technology was getting more and more powerful.

However, all was in vain on his part, when he found out what was going on, his gut had been slashed by the main antagonist. Something which had an effect on the battle against the protagonist. What seemed strange is that he did not even acknowledge the existence of the sub-protagonist or the support character,. claiming neither were parts of his plans.

Upon denying the sub-protagonist he unleashed something new in the protagonist, a type of rage that cannot really be defined. Fate would have it that the protagonist, heavily wounded psychologically was kneeling on the ground, having major problems accept reality while the main antagonist was standing, watching over him. In a flash of a movement, he grabbed the hair-pin to the sub-protagonist, one which he had kept since the prison and stabbed the main antagonist through his jaw, all in one automatic move which he could not even have predicted. This came as a literal shock from the main antagonist, who stepped back slightly after this. Something had changed drastically with the protagonist, which seemed to be enjoying himself in a rather sick, insane way, but at the same time being in incredible pain. The main antagonist seems startled, although the wound did not affect him much.

The rage which the protagonist had built up initially had changed him in a way. He was stronger, but not as predictable. The main antagonist thought it was time to end this, and prepared to make a deadly strike against the protagonist, however, it had no effect as it was countered too quickly, the life of the main antagonist ebbing out.

Everything was changing quickly, the red sky was turning blue. The protagonist still visibly shaken and still mourning the loss of everything that was dear too him. Enemy battleships closing over the capital. However, one thing caught his attention, one one nearby ship he could see a familiar character. The sidekick, om board an enemy ship. For a moment, it was quiet, but it was only the beginning of the battle between these two figures. Although they were so far from eachother, they both knew that they were there and that the conflict had just begun.

For the moment, that's it. I will probably change some things out in the future.