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[Aftermath]

"And so then I told my wife, "You want me to shave? Hah, you haven't shaved for months!"" A Soviet Conscript delivered the punchline to his joke, as a chorus of drunken laughter filled the bar.

Outside, it was a big party, as the soldiers from all three world superpowers, plus the natives of Falmar, had a blast, getting drunk and BBQ'ing all night.

Eclipsis was rockin' it with her brand new cybernetic arms and her violin, courtesy of the Empire of the Rising Sun.

Fireworks rang out through the sky, as Guardians and Crusaders fired special firework rounds, which exploded spectacularly.

Itami sat under a lone tree, away from the main hustle of the town's celebration.

"Myyuun!"

Looking over his shoulder, he could see Myuu dragging Rory over, while holding the Bulwark's massive hand with one of her tails, before she promptly plopped down in front of Itami, watching the fireworks. The Bulwark folded its knees inwardly, in a sort of "crouch" position, as Libra and several of her clones flew over, playing a game of tag with several Rocket Angels.

Rory grumbled a little before sitting down herself, next to Itami, as she too contently watched the fireworks.

She slowly scooted closer and closer to Itami, before deciding that this would be an appropriate time to mess with him.

Thus, she gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

His reaction was priceless.

"EEEEEEEEH?!"

Now allied, the world enters a new era of peace.

Premier Sovi now leads the USSR to a bright new future.

The Allies and the Empire of the Rising Sun forge new alliances with the remnants of the Empire, now lead by Queen Pinã.

Itami follows in his father's footsteps, eventually becoming a Commander-in-training.

Thus, the our story must end, but who knows? There's always room for more!

COMMAND AND CONQUER RED ALERT 3: THE SUN'S GATE.

"Die Waffen, legt aaaaaan!"

Author's notes

Wow. I actually finished a story.

Nice.

But alas, every story must come to an end at some point, correct?

By the way, RoryXItami is my OTP, k?

Hey, don't fret, for I have a new Command and Conquer/Gate fic in the making! This time with the Tiberium-verse!

Of course, that sequel idea MAY happen sometime soon, okay?

And now, a sneak peak!

Falmar.

A world of magic, fantasy, and any monster girl you could imagine.

Well, now it's the equivalent to Hell on Earth. A green hell to be exact.

About a few months ago, a meteor struck Falmar. And with it came chaos, as the green crystal it brought quickly began to overrun their world.

People, dragons, just about everything. Nothing could stop it, if they touched the crystal, they either became more of the crystal, or became horrifying half-crystal abominations.

They didn't even have to physically touch the crystal, for the air around them seemed toxic. There was no solace in the sky, for great storms would vaporize those who dared to fly in the clouds.

Magecraft and other arts of magic are increasingly rare, for the toxic air seems to eliminate one's ability to use any form of magic, leaving mages on the run from both slavers and the strange green crystal.

Many think that their gods have abandoned them.

Quite the opposite, actually. They tried to fix it.

Keyword being tried.

No matter how many earthquakes or other divine interventions they used, the crystal only came back even more plentiful.

So now, they sat around arguing, until finally, one of the higher ups, Darkshinia, Embodiment of Order, came into their realm, one of her great war machines, this one known as a Bulwark, carrying the dead body of an Apostle, whose head had been completely turned into the green crystal, rendering it unable to heal in any way.

This was all the convincing they needed, for they would have to send one of their own remaining Apostles through a structure simply known as the Gate.

Hardy, Goddess of the Underworld, opened the Gate, and they all hoped for the best.

And the best is exactly what they'll get.

See you next time!