I don't know what to say about this, exactly. Except that I named this chapter "Oblivion" because of something Caius says in the beginning of the game -

Oblivion is the fate of all things.

Anyway, farewell for now. Thanks everyone! And don't worry, I have some new stuff up my sleeve. I'll be back.

IridiumRing92 signing off.

Epilogue: Oblivion

Taking control of the elements

Making it mine, making it mine

Taking control of my destiny

Making it fine, making it fine, making it

~Afterglow, Phaeleh

Time and space had collapsed. But as they would, they began to rebuild themselves again, broken strands of time healing into new ones, creating something new. Valhalla was at the center of this regeneration, an influx of new life pouring into it. It became the anchor of the timeline yet again, as the gods watched over it.

Time and space weaved themselves into a new world. This world knew nothing of Cocoon, or Pulse, or the Purge. It held no battles against paradoxes, against rifts. It had not yet seen an eternal fight to rival that of Caius and Lightning's.

There was hope in this world, in this timeline. All was not lost.

Valhalla was still. It was an unscarred reincarnation. No trace of what had been shown in this place. There was no guardian, no time-travelers, no seeress. It was empty. It could only stand silently in the hope that the new world would adopt its share of inhabitants.

And yet, somewhere in the ethereal, it still held the image of a crystalline warrior sitting on Etro's throne, with her gunblade across her lap.

THE END