There is Blinding flash as the two aetherial planeswalkers release their might.
The roar and rush as pure energy washes over Tes, Vitrius, and Dawncaller is too much to bear and you feel as if your skin is melting, your lungs are catching fire, but your heart is filled with life!
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Epilogue:Tes
Tes backflips off the cliffs, securely harnessed to the rope and slides into place on the cliff's walls. Her lover other is there as well, hard at work carving images into the craggy rock.
"Wait, allow me love." Tes says as she slides her hand up, a brief glimmer of light, and lifts it to reveal a perfectly flat, smooth stone face. It was an odd talent, something the shamans said should not be used carelessly. But somehow it felt....important to her.
Carefully, she maneuvered around to embrace her beloved and place a quick kiss on their cheek. Before them, a monument to something new.
A new future.
A promising future.
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Epilogue: Dawncaller
Dawncaller awakens to hear the shouts and cheering of the crowd. Perhaps he was doomed to live this life forever. He still couldn't believe he came back after only a couple weeks in fruitless searching. Still, the gladiator jab paid well enough, and he was good at it.
Grunting he gets up when he feels a sudden jolt on his fingers.
"Hmm?"
He looks closer, examining his fingers for some kind of wound. There was nothing....and then.
A small spark of light.
"What the..."
Dawncaller folds in on himself almost impossibly, and in the next second he is not there.
Not in his room.
Not in the arena.
Not in Ravnica.
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Epilogue: Phaerlin
The oozing black blood on your blade schilcks off as you use the tattered rags of your family's crest to wipe it off. Behind you several humans cower in fear, but you pay no heed.
Suddenly, a silver tipped arrow burries itself in the pillar to the right of you.
"Don't get cocky," a gruff woman explains, her hood up and her eyes in complete seriousness. "I still don't trust your kind, so you better make sure you don't pull anything funny around me."
The way she can make these bold claims as she stands in the middle of eight of your slain family members is humorous to you, but you nod politely.
"There is work to be done," you say solomnly, throwing your ragged crest away and leading further into your family's estate.
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Epilogue: Vitrius
Only remnents of his being remain, exisitng within an aetheral lock that binds the prison dimension of the Eldrazi. Inside though, there is nothingness. Just tattered remains of the old floating endlessly and aimless.
Yet.
A small larvae appears, a bug on the hide of a dead titan. It gnaws and chews on the flesh of the fallen.
It swallows. It develops wings.
It bites.
It swallows. It develops four more arms.
It stuffs more into its mouth.
It swallows. It doubles in size.
The threat is not over....
